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 Argentina and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James White and The Blacks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
8 Eyed Spy,
Suicide,
Lightning Bolt,
Roxy Music,
Au Pairs,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Zeros,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Smiths,
Joy Division,
Hot Snakes,
The Walker Brothers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Joe Smooth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Freddie Wadling,
Aswad,
Model 500,
Joensuu 1685,
Magma,
David McCallum,
Underground Resistance,
Reagan Youth,
Soulsonic Force,
The Techniques,
Fat Boys,
Jeff Mills,
Average White Band,
Sun Ra,
The Dirtbombs,
The Knickerbockers,
Cameo,
Nils Olav,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Hardrive,
James White and The Blacks,
Lalann,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pole,
Black Sheep,
Black Moon,
Brass Construction,
The Durutti Column,
Arab on Radar,
AZ,
Boz Scaggs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Delta 5,
Popol Vuh,
Das Ding,
JFA,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Blancmange,
Dennis Brown,
Dead Boys,
Urselle,
John Lydon,
Whodini,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.