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 Bhutan and from London.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 sitar 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 Ronan to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Smog,
Black Flag,
The Leaves,
Roxette,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Easy Going,
Lou Reed,
Lungfish,
Piero Umiliani,
Liliput,
A Certain Ratio,
Bootsy Collins,
The Moody Blues,
Livin' Joy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ten City,
Max Romeo,
The Divine Comedy,
Idris Muhammad,
B.T. Express,
Goldenarms,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Slits,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Blancmange,
Pantaleimon,
Sandy B,
AZ,
John Foxx,
Jeff Mills,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Selecter,
Barrington Levy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
China Crisis,
The Buckinghams,
Ponytail,
Jerry Gold Smith,
L. Decosne,
Alphaville,
Aswad,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sugar Minott,
Davy DMX,
Kayak,
U.S. Maple,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joey Negro,
Pulsallama,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marmalade,
Cybotron,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Raincoats,
Brand Nubian,
The Cowsills,
Bobby Sherman,
Judy Mowatt,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.