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 Korea South and from Edmonton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Cecil Taylor to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
One Last Wish,
The Offenders,
The Monochrome Set,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ash Ra Tempel,
T.S.O.L.,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Neon Judgement,
Accadde A,
Sun City Girls,
Television Personalities,
Donny Hathaway,
Subhumans,
Oneida,
Lungfish,
The Birthday Party,
Bob Dylan,
Black Pus,
The Index,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Piero Umiliani,
Soft Machine,
Deepchord,
Pussy Galore,
Ralphi Rosario,
Erykah Badu,
Rekid,
The Divine Comedy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dark Day,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
B.T. Express,
World's Most,
Moby Grape,
Sugar Minott,
Grauzone,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
UT,
The Seeds,
Kerrie Biddell,
Funky Four + One,
Isaac Hayes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Idris Muhammad,
Crispy Ambulance,
Suburban Knight,
Man Parrish,
The Gun Club,
LL Cool J,
The Fuzztones,
Bill Wells,
Rotary Connection,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Chris & Cosey,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mo-Dettes,
Tomorrow,
the Soft Cell,
Average White Band,
Monks, Monks, Monks, Monks.
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.