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 Slovenia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Radio Birdman to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Sneak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
In Retrospect,
Bronski Beat,
Crooked Eye,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Gladiators,
Morten Harket,
Marshall Jefferson,
David Axelrod,
Ice-T,
Ossler,
Severed Heads,
Soul Sonic Force,
Technova,
Fugazi,
Marmalade,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Agent Orange,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sexual Harrassment,
Toni Rubio,
Ponytail,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mad Mike,
Gang of Four,
Terrestrial Tones,
Minnie Riperton,
Pulsallama,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Fortunes,
The Evens,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jerry's Kids,
Gang Gang Dance,
Agitation Free,
Animal Collective,
The Black Dice,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Avey Tare,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
LL Cool J,
Zapp,
Half Japanese,
The Fall,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sun Ra,
Roxy Music,
Eli Mardock,
Scientists,
Rhythm & Sound,
Motorama,
The Mojo Men,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Seeds,
Charles Mingus,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nico,
Ken Boothe,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.