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 Egypt and from Johannesburg.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Dennis Brown to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
The Standells,
Shoche,
David Axelrod,
Drexciya,
Desert Stars,
Sällskapet,
Porter Ricks,
Unwound,
Pylon,
F. McDonald,
Gichy Dan,
Inner City,
Pole,
Altered Images,
The Slackers,
Black Bananas,
The Misunderstood,
The Saints,
Flamin' Groovies,
Average White Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Quando Quango,
Country Teasers,
Tim Buckley,
Ice-T,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cal Tjader,
Yaz,
Gang of Four,
Amon Düül,
Piero Umiliani,
Barclay James Harvest,
Blancmange,
Letta Mbulu,
Q65,
Slave,
Pussy Galore,
UT,
The Pretty Things,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Parry Music,
Rekid,
The Fortunes,
Massinfluence,
Whodini,
DJ Style,
Au Pairs,
The Mojo Men,
Saccharine Trust,
T.S.O.L.,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kas Product,
Don Cherry,
Deadbeat,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Charles Mingus,
Rod Modell,
Grandmaster Flash,
Deakin,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.