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 Angola and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 arpeggiator 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Echospace,
Donny Hathaway,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
David Axelrod,
Todd Rundgren,
Chrome,
John Cale,
Brick,
Depeche Mode,
Moby Grape,
Masters at Work,
John Foxx,
Boz Scaggs,
AZ,
Q65,
Popol Vuh,
Duran Duran,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Wally Richardson,
Soft Cell,
John Holt,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Arcadia,
Wire,
John Coltrane,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Amazonics,
The Birthday Party,
Charles Mingus,
Chris & Cosey,
Liliput,
FM Einheit,
The Tremeloes,
In Retrospect,
Funkadelic,
Juan Atkins,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Faraquet,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Television Personalities,
Glenn Branca,
Organ,
Lindisfarne,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gil Scott Heron,
Oblivians,
The Leaves,
These Immortal Souls,
Au Pairs,
The Dirtbombs,
Ronnie Foster,
Shoche,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Josef K,
Groovy Waters,
Rotary Connection,
The Grass Roots,
Agent Orange,
Aswad,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.