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 Seychelles and from Sao Paulo.
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 Lille and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Captain Beefheart 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 FM Einheit to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Vladislav Delay,
Chrome,
DJ Style,
Qualms,
Unrelated Segments,
Delta 5,
Idris Muhammad,
Big Daddy Kane,
Reuben Wilson,
Sonic Youth,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Joe Finger,
In Retrospect,
These Immortal Souls,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Stetsasonic,
The Golliwogs,
Electric Prunes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ultravox,
Spoonie Gee,
Alphaville,
Tres Demented,
Ronan,
The Slits,
Aaron Thompson,
David McCallum,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ultra Naté,
Audionom,
Nik Kershaw,
Oblivians,
La Düsseldorf,
Sparks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mars,
Con Funk Shun,
The Count Five,
Half Japanese,
Stereo Dub,
Don Cherry,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Cramps,
Skaos,
Robert Görl,
Technova,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Birthday Party,
LL Cool J,
Fort Wilson Riot,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pussy Galore,
The Move,
The Martian,
Goldenarms,
Crispian St. Peters,
Aloha Tigers,
Rekid,
Suicide,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.