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 Latvia and from Johannesburg.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 spring reverb 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 Alphaville to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Neu!,
The Gories,
John Foxx,
The Cowsills,
Dennis Brown,
James White and The Blacks,
Sex Pistols,
U.S. Maple,
Aswad,
The Vogues,
Archie Shepp,
The Divine Comedy,
Minny Pops,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Seeds,
Jesper Dahlback,
Peter & Gordon,
Sight & Sound,
Sparks,
Spandau Ballet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nation of Ulysses,
Infiniti,
Tim Buckley,
the Slits,
Josef K,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Sonics,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rites of Spring,
The Slits,
Hoover,
Warsaw,
Hardrive,
Ossler,
The Dirtbombs,
Nirvana,
Derrick Morgan,
Surgeon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Busters,
Janne Schatter,
Quando Quango,
Lalann,
Delta 5,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Youth Brigade,
Sound Behaviour,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Beau Brummels,
Zapp,
Pulsallama,
Faust,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sällskapet,
Essential Logic,
Audionom,
Stereo Dub,
Deakin,
The Skatalites,
Graham Central Station,
The Grass Roots,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.