Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Brunei and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing the Soft Cell to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oppenheimer Analysis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Robert Wyatt,
Minny Pops,
The Golliwogs,
Dave Gahan,
These Immortal Souls,
Agitation Free,
B.T. Express,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Michelle Simonal,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Massinfluence,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kevin Saunderson,
X-102,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Minutemen,
Joensuu 1685,
Soul II Soul,
Faust,
Roger Hodgson,
Marc Almond,
Sonic Youth,
Surgeon,
Camberwell Now,
Theoretical Girls,
Quantec,
The Slackers,
Arthur Verocai,
AZ,
Porter Ricks,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Robert Hood,
The J.B.'s,
Easy Going,
Alphaville,
Essential Logic,
Oneida,
Sandy B,
The Fall,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
World's Most,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Techniques,
Tommy Roe,
Groovy Waters,
10cc,
Television,
The Names,
The Gun Club,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Y Pants,
Outsiders,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Stereo Dub,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Human League,
Black Bananas,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.