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 Cameroon and from Beijing.
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 Salvador and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro 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 Warsaw to the rap 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 Theoretical Girls. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spandau Ballet,
T.S.O.L.,
The Busters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Zero Boys,
David Axelrod,
Wasted Youth,
Soft Machine,
Niagra,
Sister Nancy,
Intrusion,
The Kinks,
ABBA,
Jacques Brel,
Unrelated Segments,
Marshall Jefferson,
Isaac Hayes,
The Martian,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Suburban Knight,
Gong,
The Pretty Things,
Reagan Youth,
Babytalk,
Arab on Radar,
Bauhaus,
Fugazi,
Hot Snakes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Idris Muhammad,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Public Enemy,
Section 25,
Brick,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Thompson Twins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Grauzone,
A Certain Ratio,
Brass Construction,
Technova,
B.T. Express,
Flipper,
Yellowson,
The Fugs,
Peter & Gordon,
Swell Maps,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
JFA,
Terrestrial Tones,
John Lydon,
The Motions,
Godley & Creme,
The Wake,
Heaven 17,
Connie Case,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
PIL,
Minnie Riperton,
Pagans,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.