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 Kuwait and from Cairo.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Shanghai.
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 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 Thompson Twins to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sexual Harrassment. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ludus,
X-Ray Spex,
Dark Day,
Scratch Acid,
The Trojans,
Skaos,
Essential Logic,
Yazoo,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
John Foxx,
The Residents,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
EPMD,
Vladislav Delay,
Grey Daturas,
The Sound,
Davy DMX,
Half Japanese,
Piero Umiliani,
The Seeds,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Accadde A,
The Sonics,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Second Layer,
Kerri Chandler,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Skatalites,
Jawbox,
The Black Dice,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Human League,
Intrusion,
Talk Talk,
Reagan Youth,
Hoover,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Evens,
Arthur Verocai,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bronski Beat,
Spoonie Gee,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Monks,
8 Eyed Spy,
Michelle Simonal,
Johnny Osbourne,
Andrew Hill,
Cybotron,
Wire,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Robert Wyatt,
Crispian St. Peters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
John Cale,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Outsiders,
Steve Hackett,
Gong,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.
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.