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 the UAE and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 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 The Happenings to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Tropical Tobacco,
Von Mondo,
The Kinks,
The Dirtbombs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Masters at Work,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barrington Levy,
David McCallum,
Minnie Riperton,
Mandrill,
Minor Threat,
Soft Machine,
The Fall,
The New Christs,
Ossler,
FM Einheit,
Harmonia,
Kool Moe Dee,
Unwound,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bill Near,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Music Machine,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Duran Duran,
Flamin' Groovies,
Scientists,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ten City,
UT,
The Five Americans,
Cymande,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Subhumans,
Fat Boys,
Ornette Coleman,
The Monks,
Surgeon,
Urselle,
The Walker Brothers,
Eurythmics,
The Grass Roots,
Jawbox,
Simply Red,
the Human League,
Ronnie Foster,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bob Dylan,
Barbara Tucker,
the Bar-Kays,
Henry Cow,
Zero Boys,
Basic Channel,
One Last Wish,
Mantronix,
Bobby Sherman,
Delta 5,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.