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 Nicaragua and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe 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 Freddie Wadling to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Green,
Peter and Kerry,
Trumans Water,
The Fall,
The Beau Brummels,
Pulsallama,
JFA,
The Martian,
EPMD,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Television,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kaleidoscope,
Mars,
The Mummies,
Slick Rick,
Bobby Sherman,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Dead C,
The Gun Club,
Lucky Dragons,
Kenny Larkin,
Kayak,
Rosa Yemen,
Gastr Del Sol,
Cybotron,
Angry Samoans,
Negative Approach,
Sister Nancy,
The Victims,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Smiths,
Moebius,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Reuben Wilson,
Sex Pistols,
Jawbox,
Dawn Penn,
New Age Steppers,
Howard Jones,
Franke,
Pantytec,
The Knickerbockers,
F. McDonald,
Infiniti,
Funky Four + One,
Gang Starr,
Rotary Connection,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Gladiators,
The Toasters,
Fear,
Sarah Menescal,
Matthew Halsall,
the Human League,
Althea and Donna,
Eden Ahbez,
Deakin,
Juan Atkins,
Junior Murvin,
MDC,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.