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 Georgia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 güiro 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 ABC to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
Buzzcocks,
Loose Ends,
Moby Grape,
Donald Byrd,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
MDC,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bill Near,
Electric Prunes,
Neil Young,
D'Angelo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Magma,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soft Machine,
Peter & Gordon,
Funkadelic,
Qualms,
The Mojo Men,
Kerrie Biddell,
New Order,
Mo-Dettes,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Litter,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Goldenarms,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bauhaus,
John Lydon,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Erykah Badu,
The Tremeloes,
the Germs,
The Knickerbockers,
Steve Hackett,
Nick Fraelich,
Blossom Toes,
The Modern Lovers,
the Soft Cell,
The Names,
Radiohead,
Animal Collective,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Sonics,
Kayak,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Brass Construction,
Newcleus,
Deadbeat,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gerry Rafferty,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pere Ubu,
Johnny Clarke,
Absolute Body Control,
Monolake,
Tropical Tobacco,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.