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 Australia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 New Age Steppers to the disco 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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Barracudas,
Delon & Dalcan,
AZ,
Subhumans,
10cc,
Masters at Work,
Rod Modell,
Hashim,
Mantronix,
Quantec,
Amon Düül,
DNA,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Panda Bear,
Fear,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Blake Baxter,
Minor Threat,
Jawbox,
Lou Christie,
The Last Poets,
Blancmange,
Groovy Waters,
kango's stein massive,
Junior Murvin,
Johnny Osbourne,
Wasted Youth,
T. Rex,
June Days,
Moby Grape,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Velvet Underground,
Wings,
Alison Limerick,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kas Product,
Tom Boy,
The J.B.'s,
Dennis Brown,
Andrew Hill,
OOIOO,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Second Layer,
the Germs,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lakeside,
These Immortal Souls,
Ultra Naté,
Derrick Morgan,
Idris Muhammad,
Maleditus Sound,
The Evens,
Eve St. Jones,
Quadrant,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ossler,
R.M.O.,
The United States of America,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.