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 Burkina and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Crime to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lou Reed,
Ultra Naté,
Pharoah Sanders,
Duran Duran,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bob Dylan,
AZ,
Flamin' Groovies,
Magazine,
Sun City Girls,
the Germs,
Soul Sonic Force,
L. Decosne,
Hasil Adkins,
the Slits,
The Fire Engines,
Sam Rivers,
Basic Channel,
Soulsonic Force,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Marc Almond,
Aaron Thompson,
Can,
Excepter,
Maleditus Sound,
The Blackbyrds,
The Walker Brothers,
Yusef Lateef,
Scrapy,
Main Source,
The Smiths,
Girls At Our Best!,
Joy Division,
Sixth Finger,
Rufus Thomas,
Nico,
The Skatalites,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mark Hollis,
Albert Ayler,
Agent Orange,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rakim,
The Mojo Men,
Animal Collective,
Absolute Body Control,
Yellowson,
The Grass Roots,
The Barracudas,
Half Japanese,
Minor Threat,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kayak,
Sex Pistols,
The Fall,
Tom Boy,
Eddi Front,
Jerry's Kids,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.