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 Cameroon and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sonny Sharrock to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Blancmange. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
The Buckinghams,
Dark Day,
Joy Division,
Sugar Minott,
Harmonia,
Icehouse,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Janne Schatter,
Fad Gadget,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lalann,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sexual Harrassment,
Stereo Dub,
Rites of Spring,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kayak,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Busters,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Amazonics,
This Heat,
Bill Near,
Absolute Body Control,
Youth Brigade,
Drexciya,
The J.B.'s,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joe Finger,
Maleditus Sound,
Mars,
One Last Wish,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Basic Channel,
Soulsonic Force,
John Coltrane,
Man Parrish,
The Kinks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Mr. Review,
The Smoke,
Tubeway Army,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scrapy,
Funky Four + One,
John Lydon,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Soft Cell,
Technova,
Erasure,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Robert Wyatt,
Hot Snakes,
Swans,
Pere Ubu,
Dawn Penn,
Soft Cell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.