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 Luxembourg and from Lagos.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Scion to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
The New Christs,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Peter and Kerry,
Bill Wells,
MC5,
Sun Ra,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Franke,
Aloha Tigers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Victims,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Knickerbockers,
Tomorrow,
Jerry's Kids,
Visage,
Mo-Dettes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Searchers,
Kurtis Blow,
Prince Buster,
Tom Boy,
Dave Gahan,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Whodini,
Skaos,
Siglo XX,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Chrome,
The Evens,
Dawn Penn,
Eli Mardock,
Alton Ellis,
Skriet,
Delon & Dalcan,
Don Cherry,
Alison Limerick,
Wasted Youth,
The Young Rascals,
Cymande,
Half Japanese,
Girls At Our Best!,
Panda Bear,
Public Enemy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Urselle,
Warsaw,
Mary Jane Girls,
Vladislav Delay,
Boogie Down Productions,
Monolake,
Rapeman,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Yaz,
Camouflage,
Oblivians,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.