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 Turkmenistan and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Taipei.
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 clarinet 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 Tropical Tobacco to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
The Doobie Brothers,
H. Thieme,
Pussy Galore,
Trumans Water,
Section 25,
These Immortal Souls,
Livin' Joy,
Marvin Gaye,
Godley & Creme,
Mission of Burma,
The Modern Lovers,
Funkadelic,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Wake,
John Holt,
Agitation Free,
Saccharine Trust,
James White and The Blacks,
The Skatalites,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Depeche Mode,
Soul II Soul,
The Gap Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Outsiders,
Kerri Chandler,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mo-Dettes,
The Offenders,
Jeff Mills,
Scan 7,
Neil Young,
Maurizio,
The Human League,
The Dirtbombs,
Alphaville,
The Fuzztones,
Sun City Girls,
Carl Craig,
Kaleidoscope,
Public Image Ltd.,
Derrick Morgan,
Rites of Spring,
Kurtis Blow,
June Days,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fat Boys,
Black Bananas,
Mandrill,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Pop Group,
The Standells,
Stockholm Monsters,
Deakin,
Arcadia,
Donald Byrd,
Anakelly,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.