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 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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 arpeggiator 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 The Zeros to the techno 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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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 Gories,
Wally Richardson,
Gang Starr,
Underground Resistance,
The New Christs,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Swans,
L. Decosne,
Silicon Teens,
Barrington Levy,
Mandrill,
The Young Rascals,
Todd Terry,
Charles Mingus,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Blake Baxter,
Deepchord,
Brick,
Q65,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bobby Womack,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Althea and Donna,
Q and Not U,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Schoolly D,
Nick Fraelich,
Pantaleimon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Subhumans,
Sun City Girls,
Johnny Clarke,
Stetsasonic,
Country Teasers,
Throbbing Gristle,
Aural Exciters,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jesper Dahlback,
Moebius,
Essential Logic,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Offenders,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Clear Light,
Sugar Minott,
The American Breed,
Masters at Work,
Tres Demented,
Bill Wells,
Section 25,
Howard Jones,
Scientists,
Cheater Slicks,
Spandau Ballet,
Joey Negro,
FM Einheit,
Skarface,
Gichy Dan,
Jacob Miller,
Minutemen,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.