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 Andorra and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 oboe 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 The Invisible to the electroclash 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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Dead C,
Skarface,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Gories,
Parry Music,
The Fugs,
Colin Newman,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kurtis Blow,
Quando Quango,
Main Source,
Groovy Waters,
Joy Division,
Intrusion,
The Raincoats,
Camberwell Now,
Dual Sessions,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Chris Corsano,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Wolf Eyes,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Happenings,
Eric B and Rakim,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fugazi,
Ronnie Foster,
Lee Hazlewood,
the Bar-Kays,
Circle Jerks,
World's Most,
Marc Almond,
The United States of America,
Roxy Music,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Darondo,
Sun Ra,
Organ,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Skatalites,
Franke,
Mr. Review,
Al Stewart,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jeff Mills,
Delta 5,
Albert Ayler,
Pagans,
Lou Reed,
Wire,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Metal Thangz,
Tom Boy,
Todd Rundgren,
Glambeats Corp.,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
One Last Wish,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.