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 the UAE and from Shanghai.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 rhodes 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 Bronski Beat to the crunk 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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Saints,
Little Man,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fat Boys,
James White and The Blacks,
New Order,
Inner City,
Derrick Morgan,
Dual Sessions,
The Stooges,
Mantronix,
Camberwell Now,
Oblivians,
Desert Stars,
Sonic Youth,
Black Bananas,
Gichy Dan,
Cal Tjader,
Urselle,
Cecil Taylor,
This Heat,
John Coltrane,
Wings,
Visage,
Quadrant,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mission of Burma,
The Electric Prunes,
DNA,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Sonics,
Amon Düül II,
Patti Smith,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pharoah Sanders,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Crooked Eye,
Maleditus Sound,
Blake Baxter,
Mr. Review,
China Crisis,
The Golliwogs,
Soul II Soul,
These Immortal Souls,
Donny Hathaway,
Bang On A Can,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sex Pistols,
Gang of Four,
Jeff Lynne,
PIL,
Neil Young,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
John Foxx,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sixth Finger,
UT,
MDC,
The Motions,
FM Einheit,
The Fortunes,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.