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 Lebanon and from Hong Kong.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 rock 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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Gap Band,
Marmalade,
Lakeside,
Bill Near,
10cc,
The Doors,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Skaos,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bad Manners,
Rod Modell,
Patti Smith,
Circle Jerks,
Average White Band,
The Happenings,
Magma,
Bang On A Can,
Marcia Griffiths,
Masters at Work,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ornette Coleman,
Gerry Rafferty,
Desert Stars,
Gang Starr,
Newcleus,
Alice Coltrane,
Nirvana,
Pussy Galore,
Minnie Riperton,
Smog,
Matthew Halsall,
The Mummies,
Kaleidoscope,
Erykah Badu,
Audionom,
Boogie Down Productions,
Motorama,
Curtis Mayfield,
B.T. Express,
Scratch Acid,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pierre Henry,
Drexciya,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mantronix,
Half Japanese,
Essential Logic,
Dennis Brown,
Sixth Finger,
Groovy Waters,
Robert Görl,
Derrick May,
Ice-T,
John Foxx,
Can,
Erasure,
Nico,
Yusef Lateef,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.