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 Laos and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro 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 Outsiders to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Maleditus Sound,
The Modern Lovers,
Eurythmics,
The Martian,
Thompson Twins,
Al Stewart,
Glambeats Corp.,
Aswad,
Rotary Connection,
Piero Umiliani,
Eddi Front,
Traffic Nightmare,
June of 44,
Mandrill,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Unwound,
La Düsseldorf,
The United States of America,
Rapeman,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Circle Jerks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Motorama,
The Raincoats,
Black Bananas,
Neil Young,
Smog,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eric Copeland,
Yellowson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Jimmy McGriff,
Todd Terry,
Darondo,
Q65,
Derrick May,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Velvet Underground,
A Certain Ratio,
Girls At Our Best!,
Public Image Ltd.,
Wally Richardson,
B.T. Express,
Isaac Hayes,
Kurtis Blow,
Stereo Dub,
the Sonics,
E-Dancer,
Ronnie Foster,
ABC,
Icehouse,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tubeway Army,
David Axelrod,
Tim Buckley,
Barry Ungar,
ABBA,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.