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 Turkey and from Woodstock.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Whodini to the techno 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Sam Rivers,
Prince Buster,
Brass Construction,
Eurythmics,
Wire,
Deepchord,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Techniques,
The Misunderstood,
FM Einheit,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sixth Finger,
Japan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Derrick Morgan,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fat Boys,
10cc,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Human League,
Symarip,
Rotary Connection,
Los Fastidios,
Leonard Cohen,
Bad Manners,
H. Thieme,
Echospace,
Von Mondo,
Lakeside,
Jawbox,
Eric Dolphy,
Circle Jerks,
Black Sheep,
The Dirtbombs,
Kool Moe Dee,
Stereo Dub,
These Immortal Souls,
Masters at Work,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ultravox,
Marcia Griffiths,
Khruangbin,
Public Enemy,
World's Most,
Piero Umiliani,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Absolute Body Control,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Siglo XX,
Jeff Lynne,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Star Department,
The Gap Band,
Eric Copeland,
Lungfish,
Stiv Bators,
Joe Finger,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.