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 Kyrgyzstan and from Accra.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Move to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
The Golliwogs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Skriet,
Babytalk,
The Skatalites,
Girls At Our Best!,
Chris Corsano,
Symarip,
Malaria!,
The Tremeloes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
FM Einheit,
Make Up,
Judy Mowatt,
Guru Guru,
The Evens,
Franke,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Byron Stingily,
Unrelated Segments,
Letta Mbulu,
Essential Logic,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Busters,
Bobby Sherman,
Yellowson,
Thee Headcoats,
Soul II Soul,
The Red Krayola,
Bluetip,
The Shadows of Knight,
kango's stein massive,
The Gap Band,
Siglo XX,
The Music Machine,
L. Decosne,
Lou Reed,
F. McDonald,
The Techniques,
Zapp,
The Walker Brothers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marine Girls,
Colin Newman,
The Victims,
The Litter,
Hardrive,
The Zeros,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rhythm & Sound,
Popol Vuh,
Visage,
Von Mondo,
Monolake,
Minny Pops,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marvin Gaye,
The Barracudas,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.