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 Cape Verde and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Soul II Soul to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amazonics,
Lindisfarne,
This Heat,
Iggy Pop,
The Standells,
The Beau Brummels,
Blake Baxter,
kango's stein massive,
Dawn Penn,
Negative Approach,
Surgeon,
Boz Scaggs,
Crooked Eye,
Funkadelic,
Jacques Brel,
Terrestrial Tones,
Schoolly D,
Sex Pistols,
Fear,
Pulsallama,
H. Thieme,
Mad Mike,
Jacob Miller,
Angry Samoans,
Can,
Moebius,
Brick,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fat Boys,
Lower 48,
The Monochrome Set,
Warren Ellis,
Kerrie Biddell,
Swell Maps,
Hardrive,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Outsiders,
Amon Düül II,
The Zeros,
Nils Olav,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Brand Nubian,
the Germs,
Albert Ayler,
Peter & Gordon,
The Last Poets,
Tommy Roe,
Avey Tare,
Echospace,
The Modern Lovers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Bar-Kays,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bronski Beat,
Sound Behaviour,
Electric Prunes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.