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 Guyana 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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 rhodes 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the grunge 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 Can. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Make Up record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Oblivians,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Golliwogs,
Ultra Naté,
Sun Ra,
Lower 48,
Excepter,
Underground Resistance,
Fat Boys,
Zero Boys,
Roger Hodgson,
Scion,
The Angels of Light,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Unrelated Segments,
Delta 5,
Matthew Halsall,
the Human League,
Brick,
Susan Cadogan,
Hashim,
Tubeway Army,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Seeds,
Howard Jones,
Duran Duran,
Jandek,
the Fania All-Stars,
Black Moon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Grey Daturas,
Bootsy Collins,
Country Teasers,
Minny Pops,
Barclay James Harvest,
Judy Mowatt,
Joe Finger,
Jerry's Kids,
Faust,
Erasure,
DJ Style,
Agent Orange,
The Cure,
Bad Manners,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Fall,
The Cowsills,
Gil Scott Heron,
Faraquet,
Roxy Music,
Soul II Soul,
The Monks,
Stiv Bators,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Smiths,
Silicon Teens,
Fluxion,
Sandy B,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.