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 Zimbabwe and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Golliwogs,
Chrome,
Dennis Brown,
The Fugs,
Eric B and Rakim,
Symarip,
Youth Brigade,
Eli Mardock,
Cluster,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cheater Slicks,
Nirvana,
Iggy Pop,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Monks,
Eden Ahbez,
Ronnie Foster,
Maleditus Sound,
Hoover,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Wally Richardson,
The Names,
the Bar-Kays,
Reuben Wilson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Wolf Eyes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Durutti Column,
Michelle Simonal,
Man Eating Sloth,
Eric Copeland,
Gregory Isaacs,
Black Pus,
Agitation Free,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Neon Judgement,
Los Fastidios,
Fifty Foot Hose,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Steve Hackett,
Simply Red,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ponytail,
Ice-T,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Fugazi,
The Litter,
The Walker Brothers,
X-Ray Spex,
Negative Approach,
Deakin,
The Standells,
Clear Light,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Shuggie Otis,
Yusef Lateef,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.