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 Rwanda and from Spokane.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 rhodes 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 Whodini to the dance 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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Aloha Tigers,
Oneida,
The Alarm Clocks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Darondo,
Lyres,
Wasted Youth,
The Victims,
Harry Pussy,
Lungfish,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Japan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Buckinghams,
Ohio Players,
Wally Richardson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Stooges,
Guru Guru,
Au Pairs,
Crime,
Flash Fearless,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Todd Rundgren,
The Pretty Things,
Kayak,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Davy DMX,
Crispian St. Peters,
Slick Rick,
Deepchord,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Babytalk,
Erykah Badu,
Kaleidoscope,
Chris Corsano,
Basic Channel,
Jesper Dahlback,
T.S.O.L.,
Bootsy Collins,
Scratch Acid,
Yellowson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Absolute Body Control,
The Searchers,
Matthew Bourne,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
DNA,
Ice-T,
Hashim,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Monolake,
Scott Walker,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pantaleimon,
Tubeway Army,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Prince Buster,
Fela Kuti,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.