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 Mozambique and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Seoul.
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 organ 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 Reuben Wilson to the electroclash 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 The Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Toni Rubio,
Fela Kuti,
Monks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Quantec,
Skarface,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Accadde A,
Aswad,
Hashim,
The Move,
Mr. Review,
The Trojans,
Essential Logic,
Dennis Brown,
Archie Shepp,
Drexciya,
Excepter,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Organ,
The Offenders,
Rekid,
Camouflage,
Electric Prunes,
Danielle Patucci,
Public Enemy,
Mission of Burma,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
John Holt,
DNA,
The Busters,
Unrelated Segments,
Nick Fraelich,
The Fall,
The Mojo Men,
Deadbeat,
Moss Icon,
Smog,
Pharoah Sanders,
Arcadia,
Minutemen,
Ice-T,
Sight & Sound,
Eurythmics,
Mantronix,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ten City,
Yusef Lateef,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ronnie Foster,
T.S.O.L.,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Josef K,
Sonic Youth,
The Motions,
Black Flag,
Gabor Szabo,
the Association,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tom Boy,
Index,
Black Bananas,
Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith.
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.