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 Sudan and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Public Image Ltd. to the grime 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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Holt 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Roger Hodgson,
Nick Fraelich,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Television,
Amazonics,
Mission of Burma,
Todd Terry,
Adolescents,
Babytalk,
Eli Mardock,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Index,
Magma,
Accadde A,
Siglo XX,
Pole,
The Monochrome Set,
Ossler,
Youth Brigade,
Jandek,
Warren Ellis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Carl Craig,
KRS-One,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Index,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
10cc,
B.T. Express,
The Fuzztones,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Smoke,
R.M.O.,
Lakeside,
Glenn Branca,
Bobby Sherman,
Motorama,
Q and Not U,
Dawn Penn,
Blake Baxter,
Amon Düül,
David Bowie,
Toni Rubio,
U.S. Maple,
Wings,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Donny Hathaway,
Ten City,
The Modern Lovers,
ABC,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Offenders,
Pagans,
The Red Krayola,
The Fugs,
D'Angelo,
Howard Jones,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fatback Band,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.