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 Suriname and from Paris.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Nation of Ulysses to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s 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 Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Fall,
Easy Going,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Barrington Levy,
Pet Shop Boys,
Panda Bear,
The Count Five,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Rotary Connection,
Robert Görl,
The Dirtbombs,
Ultra Naté,
Roxy Music,
Kas Product,
Dark Day,
Section 25,
Flamin' Groovies,
Schoolly D,
New Age Steppers,
Zero Boys,
In Retrospect,
Idris Muhammad,
Wings,
Bootsy Collins,
The Cowsills,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Blues Magoos,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ralphi Rosario,
Siglo XX,
Eric B and Rakim,
Susan Cadogan,
Cymande,
The Vogues,
Godley & Creme,
Radiopuhelimet,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fatback Band,
Loose Ends,
The Smiths,
Robert Hood,
The Pretty Things,
Sister Nancy,
Little Man,
Delta 5,
Bob Dylan,
Bobby Womack,
Johnny Osbourne,
Newcleus,
Organ,
The Gladiators,
FM Einheit,
World's Most,
Accadde A,
X-102,
Severed Heads,
Darondo,
Eurythmics,
Girls At Our Best!,
Anakelly,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.