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 Tanzania and from Calgary.
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 Glasgow and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 synthesizer 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 Das Ding to the disco 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Bar-Kays,
Eric Copeland,
The Kinks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Byron Stingily,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Music Machine,
The Fortunes,
Wings,
Faraquet,
Eden Ahbez,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rhythm & Sound,
Funky Four + One,
Yusef Lateef,
Stereo Dub,
Prince Buster,
Sam Rivers,
The Fall,
Radiopuhelimet,
Agitation Free,
Sight & Sound,
Deakin,
Suicide,
Skaos,
Black Bananas,
The Detroit Cobras,
Aswad,
UT,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Rufus Thomas,
Aaron Thompson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Remains,
The Dave Clark Five,
Electric Prunes,
Joy Division,
the Germs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kurtis Blow,
Rites of Spring,
Y Pants,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Robert Hood,
Surgeon,
Gabor Szabo,
Gong,
Erykah Badu,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lebanon Hanover,
Juan Atkins,
The Moody Blues,
Bronski Beat,
Ronnie Foster,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.