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 Czech Republic and from Beijing.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ohio Players to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sexual Harrassment. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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 Motions,
Mandrill,
Cheater Slicks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dave Gahan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Electric Prunes,
Sun Ra,
Lindisfarne,
Cymande,
Lightning Bolt,
La Düsseldorf,
R.M.O.,
Eric Copeland,
The Trojans,
Harmonia,
Television Personalities,
T.S.O.L.,
Qualms,
Juan Atkins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
Delta 5,
The Invisible,
Kas Product,
John Foxx,
Fela Kuti,
The Music Machine,
Pagans,
Arcadia,
Heaven 17,
Amazonics,
Lalann,
The Evens,
Deepchord,
Ten City,
Skaos,
The Blackbyrds,
Youth Brigade,
Flash Fearless,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tim Buckley,
Pylon,
Massinfluence,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Mummies,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Remains,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Fuzztones,
The Pretty Things,
Duran Duran,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Hot Snakes,
Bobby Sherman,
Brick,
Maleditus Sound,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
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.