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 Dominican Republic and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 New Age Steppers to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Litter. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Boredoms,
The Gun Club,
Roxette,
The Gap Band,
E-Dancer,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
the Germs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tears for Fears,
Quando Quango,
New York Dolls,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Joy Division,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ultra Naté,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Faust,
The Wake,
Joey Negro,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Tremeloes,
Cecil Taylor,
Lucky Dragons,
Lightning Bolt,
Quadrant,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Stooges,
Rotary Connection,
Public Image Ltd.,
Interpol,
Nick Fraelich,
Depeche Mode,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Janne Schatter,
The Raincoats,
Wolf Eyes,
Blake Baxter,
Lalann,
Severed Heads,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Niagra,
Soul II Soul,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gichy Dan,
Lungfish,
Crooked Eye,
Los Fastidios,
Silicon Teens,
Symarip,
Goldenarms,
Heaven 17,
Technova,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Hardrive,
Hashim,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.