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 Montenegro and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 guitar 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 Accadde A to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
FM Einheit,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Roy Ayers,
The Index,
Sex Pistols,
E-Dancer,
Soft Cell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stetsasonic,
Ten City,
La Düsseldorf,
Y Pants,
Clear Light,
DJ Style,
Lou Reed,
Desert Stars,
Soft Machine,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Q and Not U,
Grey Daturas,
Dead Boys,
the Slits,
The Vogues,
The Gap Band,
Yusef Lateef,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Arab on Radar,
Robert Wyatt,
Black Moon,
Sam Rivers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bobby Womack,
Liliput,
Peter & Gordon,
Cheater Slicks,
ABBA,
Wire,
The Litter,
Wally Richardson,
Grandmaster Flash,
Babytalk,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Gories,
8 Eyed Spy,
Barrington Levy,
The Doors,
James White and The Blacks,
the Association,
Surgeon,
Das Ding,
F. McDonald,
Steve Hackett,
Alphaville,
Ice-T,
Absolute Body Control,
Bill Near,
Boz Scaggs,
Joe Smooth,
Rod Modell,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.