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 Nauru and from Seoul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Heavy D & The Boyz 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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
Tim Buckley,
Essential Logic,
The Blues Magoos,
The Human League,
Magma,
Severed Heads,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Black Dice,
The Kinks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scan 7,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rakim,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cybotron,
Connie Case,
Gang of Four,
Black Moon,
Yaz,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Vogues,
Terry Callier,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Move,
Pierre Henry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Stooges,
Ronan,
Los Fastidios,
Livin' Joy,
The Happenings,
Suicide,
Ultra Naté,
the Slits,
Rites of Spring,
Boredoms,
Sonic Youth,
Fear,
David Axelrod,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Cure,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Arcadia,
Kas Product,
The Doors,
Circle Jerks,
The Five Americans,
The Moody Blues,
Fluxion,
Reuben Wilson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bluetip,
Zapp,
Surgeon,
Stetsasonic,
The Star Department,
Bizarre Inc.,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.