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 Kiribati and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 DNA to the techno 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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sex Pistols record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
The Pop Group,
The Sonics,
Sixth Finger,
Panda Bear,
Donald Byrd,
Gabor Szabo,
Quando Quango,
Stiv Bators,
Judy Mowatt,
Eden Ahbez,
Sex Pistols,
The Birthday Party,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Khruangbin,
cv313,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Derrick May,
Warsaw,
MC5,
Alison Limerick,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Harmonia,
Terry Callier,
Ornette Coleman,
Girls At Our Best!,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Human League,
FM Einheit,
Lakeside,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Dirtbombs,
Duran Duran,
R.M.O.,
Reagan Youth,
Kayak,
Morten Harket,
David McCallum,
The Dead C,
Vainqueur,
The Vogues,
Sonic Youth,
Yazoo,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Alphaville,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
48th St. Collective,
Smog,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kenny Larkin,
Kurtis Blow,
Ten City,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Red Krayola,
Nik Kershaw,
The Techniques,
New Age Steppers,
Boogie Down Productions,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.