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 Equatorial Guinea and from Sao Paulo.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Theoretical Girls to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Roy Ayers,
The Sonics,
Ultravox,
Soul Sonic Force,
Royal Trux,
The Vogues,
Mandrill,
FM Einheit,
Derrick Morgan,
The Smoke,
Moss Icon,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Saints,
Gabor Szabo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Massinfluence,
Gerry Rafferty,
Tears for Fears,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
F. McDonald,
Infiniti,
World's Most,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Quadrant,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Underground Resistance,
Make Up,
Moby Grape,
Patti Smith,
Laurel Aitken,
Pylon,
Slick Rick,
Smog,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Offenders,
Rakim,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
David McCallum,
Bob Dylan,
The Real Kids,
Tommy Roe,
Judy Mowatt,
Fear,
Josef K,
Unrelated Segments,
Index,
B.T. Express,
LL Cool J,
Skaos,
T.S.O.L.,
The Monks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Skriet,
Neil Young,
Fela Kuti,
Dual Sessions,
Icehouse,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.