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 Zambia and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 China Crisis to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer 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 rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
Smog,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Graham Central Station,
Steve Hackett,
The Happenings,
T.S.O.L.,
The Toasters,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jeru the Damaja,
Fear,
F. McDonald,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nils Olav,
Lindisfarne,
Skaos,
Symarip,
Marine Girls,
The Divine Comedy,
The Slackers,
Bill Wells,
UT,
Mad Mike,
Schoolly D,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Fuzztones,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Crash Course in Science,
Piero Umiliani,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eve St. Jones,
MC5,
The Velvet Underground,
Neu!,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Boogie Down Productions,
Darondo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Motorama,
Icehouse,
The Saints,
Lakeside,
Lightning Bolt,
Index,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lungfish,
Das Ding,
Rufus Thomas,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Erasure,
Tomorrow,
Robert Hood,
Frankie Knuckles,
Saccharine Trust,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Agitation Free,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.