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 Nigeria and from Shanghai.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Scion to the grime 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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Grauzone,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Germs,
The Gap Band,
Cymande,
Tropical Tobacco,
Monolake,
Procol Harum,
Oneida,
Sun City Girls,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Slick Rick,
Rod Modell,
China Crisis,
Erykah Badu,
Peter & Gordon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Banda Bassotti,
Amon Düül,
Isaac Hayes,
The Move,
the Fania All-Stars,
Heaven 17,
Wasted Youth,
Quando Quango,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jeru the Damaja,
Black Pus,
Cecil Taylor,
The Index,
The Leaves,
John Coltrane,
Scientists,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Man Parrish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lou Christie,
Harmonia,
Basic Channel,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dawn Penn,
Lyres,
Q and Not U,
Groovy Waters,
Little Man,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pere Ubu,
ABBA,
Sparks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Alarm Clocks,
Patti Smith,
David McCallum,
Panda Bear,
Flipper,
Agitation Free,
Skriet,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.