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 Ghana and from Toronto.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 linndrum 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 Delta 5 to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Eyeless In Gaza,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soft Cell,
Sonic Youth,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Hoover,
The Invisible,
Blake Baxter,
cv313,
Lucky Dragons,
Dorothy Ashby,
June Days,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Black Moon,
Cybotron,
Bootsy Collins,
Eve St. Jones,
Suburban Knight,
H. Thieme,
The Velvet Underground,
PIL,
Ultra Naté,
MC5,
Unrelated Segments,
Tears for Fears,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Delta 5,
The Busters,
Pulsallama,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Pretty Things,
Shuggie Otis,
T. Rex,
Cameo,
Boogie Down Productions,
Arcadia,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bluetip,
Fluxion,
The Monks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
One Last Wish,
Carl Craig,
Bang On A Can,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lee Hazlewood,
Davy DMX,
Anakelly,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jacques Brel,
Newcleus,
Derrick May,
Letta Mbulu,
The Stooges,
Model 500,
DJ Sneak,
The Angels of Light,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.