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 New Zealand and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Harmonia to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donald Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dual Sessions,
Don Cherry,
Ossler,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
June Days,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
David Axelrod,
Johnny Clarke,
Altered Images,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Monks,
Sarah Menescal,
The Standells,
Sällskapet,
The Music Machine,
New Age Steppers,
Scan 7,
Second Layer,
Toni Rubio,
Pierre Henry,
Amon Düül II,
Bobby Byrd,
Parry Music,
The Real Kids,
Nils Olav,
Tom Boy,
Quantec,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Fania All-Stars,
Grandmaster Flash,
Camouflage,
The Modern Lovers,
The Slits,
the Sonics,
The Leaves,
The Cure,
Deepchord,
Suburban Knight,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scratch Acid,
Ohio Players,
Dennis Brown,
DJ Style,
La Düsseldorf,
Arab on Radar,
Eddi Front,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Minutemen,
Connie Case,
The Index,
New Order,
Scrapy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Youth Brigade,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Skaos,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.