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 Eritrea 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Intrusion to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
Lindisfarne,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
DJ Sneak,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Crispy Ambulance,
Letta Mbulu,
The Move,
Fugazi,
The Happenings,
Bronski Beat,
Eric B and Rakim,
Visage,
Girls At Our Best!,
Moss Icon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Kinks,
Soulsonic Force,
Glenn Branca,
The Fortunes,
EPMD,
Drexciya,
China Crisis,
Infiniti,
Fluxion,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Radio Birdman,
Nils Olav,
Junior Murvin,
Cecil Taylor,
Swell Maps,
Sarah Menescal,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
L. Decosne,
UT,
Wolf Eyes,
Eric Copeland,
Second Layer,
AZ,
New York Dolls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Monks,
Au Pairs,
John Coltrane,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Boz Scaggs,
Pierre Henry,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ronnie Foster,
Grey Daturas,
Severed Heads,
Todd Terry,
Outsiders,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jeff Lynne,
The Gories,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.