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 Bremen.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 OOIOO to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Underground Resistance,
Reuben Wilson,
Goldenarms,
The Wake,
Television,
Dennis Brown,
New Order,
EPMD,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ken Boothe,
Faraquet,
The Invisible,
John Coltrane,
Warren Ellis,
Cecil Taylor,
The Black Dice,
Eurythmics,
Lee Hazlewood,
Main Source,
The Fugs,
Aaron Thompson,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bob Dylan,
Lou Christie,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gichy Dan,
Black Bananas,
The Gladiators,
Avey Tare,
Glenn Branca,
The Star Department,
Scrapy,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eric Dolphy,
Iggy Pop,
Kas Product,
Pantaleimon,
FM Einheit,
Gang of Four,
Arcadia,
The Count Five,
Soft Cell,
Spoonie Gee,
Amazonics,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Scott Walker,
Al Stewart,
Pierre Henry,
The Real Kids,
The Residents,
Magma,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Fire Engines,
Half Japanese,
Josef K,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bobby Byrd,
Sarah Menescal,
The Monochrome Set,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.