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 Chile and from Milan.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Robert Palmer 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 Rites of Spring 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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Todd Terry,
Skriet,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jacques Brel,
Warsaw,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Suicide,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rapeman,
Trumans Water,
Sugar Minott,
Pantytec,
Radiopuhelimet,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Harmonia,
Suburban Knight,
Infiniti,
Crime,
Kaleidoscope,
Fad Gadget,
Stetsasonic,
Brothers Johnson,
Tomorrow,
Derrick Morgan,
The Mummies,
The Dave Clark Five,
Babytalk,
Big Daddy Kane,
Panda Bear,
Funkadelic,
Rosa Yemen,
Colin Newman,
The Names,
Joy Division,
Blake Baxter,
Sun Ra,
Ultra Naté,
Amazonics,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Black Sheep,
Chris & Cosey,
The Fugs,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Litter,
ABBA,
Mark Hollis,
The Remains,
Ultravox,
Nik Kershaw,
Ohio Players,
Newcleus,
The Birthday Party,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Barry Ungar,
Gabor Szabo,
The Evens,
Robert Hood,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.