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 Russia and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Brass Construction to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Malaria!,
Nick Fraelich,
Laurel Aitken,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Leaves,
Ultra Naté,
Pole,
Eve St. Jones,
Loose Ends,
Infiniti,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Wire,
Soulsonic Force,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Severed Heads,
Letta Mbulu,
Jerry's Kids,
Soul Sonic Force,
10cc,
Scott Walker,
Barrington Levy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Real Kids,
Stereo Dub,
Urselle,
The Human League,
Joyce Sims,
The Toasters,
Rhythm & Sound,
Franke,
Derrick Morgan,
The Pretty Things,
Roy Ayers,
Andrew Hill,
Los Fastidios,
The Residents,
Dark Day,
Pantaleimon,
The Electric Prunes,
Japan,
Matthew Bourne,
Crime,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Interpol,
Bluetip,
Lou Christie,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Michelle Simonal,
Sam Rivers,
T. Rex,
MC5,
Outsiders,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
DNA,
Smog,
Ludus,
Stockholm Monsters,
Kaleidoscope,
The Doobie Brothers,
Swell Maps,
The Victims,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.