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 Czech Republic and from Houston.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 David Axelrod to the crunk 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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pere Ubu,
Minnie Riperton,
Nick Fraelich,
DNA,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Massinfluence,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Terry Callier,
Niagra,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ralphi Rosario,
Schoolly D,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Eve St. Jones,
The Flesh Eaters,
Iggy Pop,
Quantec,
Grey Daturas,
Bill Near,
Clear Light,
Quando Quango,
The Slackers,
Franke,
LL Cool J,
Groovy Waters,
Crash Course in Science,
Joe Finger,
Albert Ayler,
The J.B.'s,
Girls At Our Best!,
Man Parrish,
Jeff Lynne,
Black Moon,
FM Einheit,
Rotary Connection,
Mantronix,
The Seeds,
Big Daddy Kane,
John Cale,
Connie Case,
Whodini,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eric Copeland,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
X-101,
H. Thieme,
Depeche Mode,
Essential Logic,
The Fire Engines,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Index,
Sandy B,
Moby Grape,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.