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 Bahrain and from Mexico City.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 synthesizer 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 Heaven 17 to the punk 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 Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Absolute Body Control,
Albert Ayler,
Sun City Girls,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Glenn Branca,
The Monochrome Set,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Grey Daturas,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Joe Smooth,
Essential Logic,
Marvin Gaye,
The Litter,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Connie Case,
Television Personalities,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nico,
The Birthday Party,
The Slackers,
Hoover,
Panda Bear,
Peter & Gordon,
Rhythm & Sound,
Danielle Patucci,
Spandau Ballet,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Stereo Dub,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pierre Henry,
Soulsonic Force,
Intrusion,
Liliput,
The Slits,
Amazonics,
Altered Images,
Porter Ricks,
Marc Almond,
Banda Bassotti,
The Selecter,
Country Teasers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Yazoo,
Y Pants,
Japan,
Soft Cell,
Aswad,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Godley & Creme,
Maleditus Sound,
Ten City,
Peter and Kerry,
The Vogues,
Minor Threat,
Lightning Bolt,
Schoolly D,
Rapeman,
Delon & Dalcan,
Circle Jerks,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.