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 Lesotho and from Mexico City.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 E-Dancer to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Avey Tare,
Bad Manners,
Main Source,
Metal Thangz,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Clear Light,
Todd Rundgren,
Depeche Mode,
Arcadia,
Eddi Front,
The Birthday Party,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fat Boys,
The Evens,
Godley & Creme,
The Monochrome Set,
Roger Hodgson,
Scratch Acid,
Johnny Clarke,
Zapp,
The Names,
Amon Düül,
Letta Mbulu,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Smog,
Joe Finger,
Colin Newman,
Niagra,
Flash Fearless,
John Lydon,
F. McDonald,
Davy DMX,
L. Decosne,
Stetsasonic,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Sonics,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
R.M.O.,
Bauhaus,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Tremeloes,
Kaleidoscope,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Talk Talk,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Graham Central Station,
Sonic Youth,
The Real Kids,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gerry Rafferty,
Alphaville,
Cabaret Voltaire,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gabor Szabo,
Donny Hathaway,
Whodini,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.