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 Mali and from Hong Kong.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Neu! to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Searchers. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
the Human League,
The Stooges,
Cal Tjader,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Franke,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Mummies,
Drive Like Jehu,
Toni Rubio,
The Velvet Underground,
Jeff Lynne,
Derrick May,
One Last Wish,
Marvin Gaye,
Rites of Spring,
Dead Boys,
Lebanon Hanover,
James White and The Blacks,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Warsaw,
Josef K,
The Toasters,
Soul II Soul,
Sällskapet,
Intrusion,
Crash Course in Science,
Rotary Connection,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ituana,
Public Image Ltd.,
Spandau Ballet,
Roxette,
E-Dancer,
Howard Jones,
The Gun Club,
Patti Smith,
Lungfish,
The Monochrome Set,
Soft Cell,
ABBA,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Slits,
The Invisible,
Laurel Aitken,
Ken Boothe,
Silicon Teens,
Pere Ubu,
Whodini,
Can,
The New Christs,
Deepchord,
Mo-Dettes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fear,
Gang Green,
Joe Finger,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.