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 Armenia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 güiro 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 Kerrie Biddell to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Duran Duran,
Swans,
KRS-One,
Urselle,
Lindisfarne,
Infiniti,
Panda Bear,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Unwound,
The Blackbyrds,
Erykah Badu,
Thee Headcoats,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jerry's Kids,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Basic Channel,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bob Dylan,
MDC,
Theoretical Girls,
Scientists,
These Immortal Souls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Idris Muhammad,
Scion,
The Stooges,
Sound Behaviour,
Freddie Wadling,
The Skatalites,
Heaven 17,
The Fuzztones,
The Vogues,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The United States of America,
Ice-T,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Music Machine,
Stiv Bators,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ronnie Foster,
Marc Almond,
Maurizio,
The Real Kids,
Marvin Gaye,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Derrick Morgan,
H. Thieme,
Subhumans,
Black Bananas,
Monolake,
Arab on Radar,
The Cramps,
Boogie Down Productions,
Slick Rick,
La Düsseldorf,
A Flock of Seagulls,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.