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 Mauritius and from Spokane.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Scientists to the grunge 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Tim Buckley,
the Bar-Kays,
Soft Cell,
Yusef Lateef,
Con Funk Shun,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gong,
Freddie Wadling,
Subhumans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Whodini,
Albert Ayler,
Mad Mike,
Organ,
R.M.O.,
Crash Course in Science,
Swell Maps,
JFA,
The Happenings,
The Leaves,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lou Reed,
Flipper,
Brass Construction,
PIL,
Nils Olav,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lungfish,
Crispian St. Peters,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Joensuu 1685,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Silicon Teens,
Josef K,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gang Green,
Robert Hood,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Music Machine,
Half Japanese,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Sound,
Stiv Bators,
The Alarm Clocks,
La Düsseldorf,
Yaz,
Jacques Brel,
Desert Stars,
The United States of America,
Pulsallama,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Slick Rick,
The Electric Prunes,
Severed Heads,
Intrusion,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Real Kids,
The Monks,
D'Angelo,
Amon Düül II,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.