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 Brazil and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 808 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 Leonard Cohen to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Audionom,
The Seeds,
Half Japanese,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Doobie Brothers,
Warren Ellis,
The Young Rascals,
Laurel Aitken,
Second Layer,
The Slits,
The Victims,
Derrick May,
Adolescents,
Junior Murvin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
FM Einheit,
Accadde A,
Television Personalities,
Bang On A Can,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Anakelly,
The Standells,
Von Mondo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Mojo Men,
Fad Gadget,
Darondo,
Quadrant,
Cheater Slicks,
Surgeon,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bobby Byrd,
Youth Brigade,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Moody Blues,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Invisible,
Kaleidoscope,
Thompson Twins,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Theoretical Girls,
John Foxx,
Erykah Badu,
Soulsonic Force,
Interpol,
Au Pairs,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gichy Dan,
Malaria!,
L. Decosne,
Silicon Teens,
The Wake,
Quantec,
Ronan,
The Five Americans,
Ken Boothe,
The Durutti Column,
Joyce Sims,
The Fire Engines,
10cc,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.