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 Bahamas and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 U.S. Maple to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Maleditus Sound,
Lee Hazlewood,
Michelle Simonal,
Chris & Cosey,
Heaven 17,
Robert Hood,
Kayak,
Symarip,
Al Stewart,
John Cale,
Unrelated Segments,
Dead Boys,
Jacques Brel,
The Litter,
8 Eyed Spy,
A Certain Ratio,
Skaos,
Cal Tjader,
Bill Wells,
Ludus,
Charles Mingus,
Sight & Sound,
La Düsseldorf,
Khruangbin,
Girls At Our Best!,
Popol Vuh,
Derrick Morgan,
Eden Ahbez,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Supertramp,
Janne Schatter,
Procol Harum,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Grass Roots,
The Saints,
Tres Demented,
The Kinks,
Quando Quango,
Wolf Eyes,
The Fire Engines,
Camouflage,
Archie Shepp,
Malaria!,
The Moody Blues,
Man Parrish,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cybotron,
Crime,
10cc,
James White and The Blacks,
John Lydon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Gap Band,
Moebius,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.