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 Malaysia and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Public Image Ltd. to the crunk 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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Faust,
This Heat,
Flash Fearless,
Babytalk,
Steve Hackett,
The Searchers,
Alton Ellis,
The Saints,
Fear,
Neu!,
The Velvet Underground,
Pole,
The Evens,
Curtis Mayfield,
Absolute Body Control,
Harmonia,
Pussy Galore,
Grauzone,
Average White Band,
Barry Ungar,
Scrapy,
The Moleskins,
Dark Day,
Aloha Tigers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dual Sessions,
Kaleidoscope,
Public Enemy,
Sam Rivers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joensuu 1685,
Chris & Cosey,
Easy Going,
Icehouse,
Morten Harket,
Alice Coltrane,
The Raincoats,
Connie Case,
EPMD,
Altered Images,
Brand Nubian,
Lou Christie,
Livin' Joy,
Khruangbin,
Lalann,
Lou Reed,
Roxette,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tim Buckley,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobby Womack,
Bauhaus,
Kenny Larkin,
Marc Almond,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.