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 Rwanda and from Spokane.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 Icehouse to the techno 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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Knickerbockers,
Ultra Naté,
Cluster,
Banda Bassotti,
Camberwell Now,
Radiohead,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fort Wilson Riot,
a-ha,
New Order,
Sandy B,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
U.S. Maple,
Scientists,
Stiv Bators,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Young Rascals,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Cure,
Quantec,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Black Flag,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eden Ahbez,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Hardrive,
The Monochrome Set,
Max Romeo,
Thompson Twins,
Ituana,
Rakim,
Prince Buster,
Maurizio,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gang Starr,
These Immortal Souls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fluxion,
Derrick Morgan,
Funky Four + One,
Boogie Down Productions,
Robert Görl,
Audionom,
Lungfish,
Moss Icon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Barry Ungar,
Heaven 17,
H. Thieme,
Gang of Four,
Depeche Mode,
June Days,
Matthew Bourne,
Arab on Radar,
Fad Gadget,
Lou Christie,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.