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 Sri Lanka and from Portland.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 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 Lightning Bolt to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Soft Machine,
Robert Hood,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sight & Sound,
Rekid,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Arab on Radar,
The Index,
Sister Nancy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Boz Scaggs,
Amazonics,
Clear Light,
Negative Approach,
The Gap Band,
Au Pairs,
Jacques Brel,
F. McDonald,
Johnny Clarke,
Ohio Players,
The Last Poets,
Warren Ellis,
Urselle,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Subhumans,
The Seeds,
Faust,
Sun City Girls,
Frankie Knuckles,
Skriet,
Erykah Badu,
The Selecter,
Michelle Simonal,
Whodini,
Joensuu 1685,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Moleskins,
The Star Department,
David Bowie,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Swans,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cybotron,
Vladislav Delay,
KRS-One,
L. Decosne,
Bang On A Can,
Letta Mbulu,
Scott Walker,
The Durutti Column,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kenny Larkin,
Glenn Branca,
Stereo Dub,
Warsaw,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.