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 Pakistan and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 rock 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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Godley & Creme,
Thee Headcoats,
Arcadia,
Moebius,
New Order,
Sister Nancy,
The Standells,
Max Romeo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sixth Finger,
Scientists,
Jandek,
Depeche Mode,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sonny Sharrock,
Mad Mike,
Amon Düül II,
La Düsseldorf,
Basic Channel,
The Gap Band,
Massinfluence,
Ken Boothe,
Lower 48,
Kerrie Biddell,
Terrestrial Tones,
Unrelated Segments,
8 Eyed Spy,
Roxette,
Funkadelic,
Q65,
Public Enemy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Joy Division,
OOIOO,
Ultimate Spinach,
Faust,
Sandy B,
Bobby Sherman,
the Germs,
Ultra Naté,
Flash Fearless,
Arthur Verocai,
Dawn Penn,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Warren Ellis,
Prince Buster,
Los Fastidios,
DNA,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Brass Construction,
Rekid,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bill Wells,
James White and The Blacks,
John Holt,
Boogie Down Productions,
Peter & Gordon,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bob Dylan,
Derrick May,
Absolute Body Control,
Man Eating Sloth,
Technova,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.