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 Belgium and from Houston.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ituana to the grime 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 Suicide. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Stooges,
Harry Pussy,
Boredoms,
Mission of Burma,
Warren Ellis,
the Human League,
Negative Approach,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Wolf Eyes,
a-ha,
kango's stein massive,
D'Angelo,
Moby Grape,
Talk Talk,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Monochrome Set,
Kenny Larkin,
Mr. Review,
Reuben Wilson,
Ossler,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gang Starr,
Moss Icon,
the Germs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cecil Taylor,
Procol Harum,
The Monks,
Derrick Morgan,
The Blackbyrds,
Funky Four + One,
Terrestrial Tones,
Anthony Braxton,
The Motions,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Mummies,
World's Most,
Electric Light Orchestra,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Mojo Men,
ABBA,
Marmalade,
The Evens,
Pharoah Sanders,
Model 500,
Ten City,
Aloha Tigers,
The Invisible,
Black Bananas,
Buzzcocks,
Guru Guru,
Josef K,
Letta Mbulu,
The New Christs,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Stetsasonic,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.