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 Zimbabwe 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Donald Fagen 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 Bill Wells to the punk 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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Residents,
Zapp,
Kas Product,
Fear,
10cc,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Tubeway Army,
Prince Buster,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Excepter,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Durutti Column,
Trumans Water,
The Wake,
Radiohead,
Chris & Cosey,
Patti Smith,
Shoche,
Lou Reed,
Fat Boys,
Youth Brigade,
Mr. Review,
New York Dolls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Birthday Party,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Joyce Sims,
Gong,
The Leaves,
Agitation Free,
Alison Limerick,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Stetsasonic,
Eli Mardock,
The Selecter,
Kerrie Biddell,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tim Buckley,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Judy Mowatt,
The Dirtbombs,
Section 25,
Hasil Adkins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ludus,
Hardrive,
Pulsallama,
Drexciya,
Tom Boy,
The Smiths,
Magma,
The Pop Group,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joe Smooth,
Scratch Acid,
Brick,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.