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 Egypt and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 mellotron 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 The Busters to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doors,
The Shadows of Knight,
Mantronix,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Human League,
Bluetip,
Dark Day,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Cymande,
Joey Negro,
the Sonics,
Agent Orange,
Todd Rundgren,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Skriet,
Cluster,
Iggy Pop,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Magazine,
Jeff Lynne,
Alice Coltrane,
The Offenders,
Johnny Osbourne,
Soft Machine,
Delta 5,
The Pop Group,
Make Up,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eden Ahbez,
Wire,
Black Sheep,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Misunderstood,
kango's stein massive,
Vainqueur,
The Cramps,
James Chance & The Contortions,
John Foxx,
A Certain Ratio,
Dave Gahan,
The Kinks,
Underground Resistance,
The Happenings,
Marc Almond,
Kayak,
E-Dancer,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Stooges,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
FM Einheit,
The Trojans,
Lyres,
Pere Ubu,
Vladislav Delay,
Unrelated Segments,
Gregory Isaacs,
Camouflage,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gong,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.