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 Rwanda and from Manila.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Toronto.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Q and Not U to the electroclash 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Reagan Youth,
The Misunderstood,
Chris Corsano,
the Fania All-Stars,
Pagans,
Soft Cell,
Scion,
Das Ding,
Funky Four + One,
The Victims,
Derrick May,
Black Bananas,
Kerri Chandler,
Visage,
Magma,
The Flesh Eaters,
Liliput,
Chrome,
Duran Duran,
EPMD,
Morten Harket,
Cheater Slicks,
The Pretty Things,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Sonics,
The Doors,
Darondo,
Barry Ungar,
Zero Boys,
Eurythmics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Neu!,
Bang On A Can,
Amon Düül,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Simply Red,
The Buckinghams,
The Blues Magoos,
The Techniques,
Gregory Isaacs,
Panda Bear,
The Red Krayola,
Byron Stingily,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Chris & Cosey,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Boz Scaggs,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Barbara Tucker,
MC5,
Bluetip,
Kaleidoscope,
10cc,
Deakin,
Throbbing Gristle,
Man Parrish,
Moss Icon,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.