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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 oboe 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 The Evens to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Eve St. Jones. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Monks,
Janne Schatter,
The Litter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Yazoo,
Cymande,
Jeff Mills,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eurythmics,
Ohio Players,
New Order,
Jerry's Kids,
Metal Thangz,
DJ Style,
Warren Ellis,
The Fugs,
Infiniti,
Jeru the Damaja,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roy Ayers,
David McCallum,
MC5,
Godley & Creme,
Erykah Badu,
Tim Buckley,
Brass Construction,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Surgeon,
Audionom,
Scott Walker,
The Moleskins,
Throbbing Gristle,
Outsiders,
the Germs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tommy Roe,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Adolescents,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Moebius,
The Motions,
Aswad,
Rekid,
The Walker Brothers,
Judy Mowatt,
Joensuu 1685,
Wasted Youth,
Soulsonic Force,
Gastr Del Sol,
Roxette,
Mo-Dettes,
D'Angelo,
Heaven 17,
Crash Course in Science,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.