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 Palau and from Toronto.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jacques Brel to the dance 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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
Echospace,
LL Cool J,
Susan Cadogan,
The Human League,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Kinks,
The Leaves,
The Motions,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
In Retrospect,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eric B and Rakim,
the Germs,
The Monks,
Maleditus Sound,
EPMD,
Camouflage,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sam Rivers,
The Birthday Party,
Avey Tare,
John Cale,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jesper Dahlback,
Zapp,
Eden Ahbez,
Crime,
Shoche,
Panda Bear,
Josef K,
cv313,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Star Department,
The Fugs,
The Busters,
Deadbeat,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Dave Clark Five,
Audionom,
Theoretical Girls,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Intrusion,
The Standells,
Hashim,
Blake Baxter,
Simply Red,
Supertramp,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Andrew Hill,
Cluster,
Spoonie Gee,
China Crisis,
Liliput,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Icehouse,
Grauzone,
Jerry's Kids,
Brothers Johnson,
The United States of America,
Zero Boys,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.