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 Italy and from Shanghai.
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 Taipei and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Davy DMX to the grime 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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a F. McDonald record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Minor Threat,
Quantec,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Au Pairs,
The Red Krayola,
Alison Limerick,
Pantytec,
Oneida,
Jeff Lynne,
This Heat,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Inner City,
Crooked Eye,
The Electric Prunes,
Byron Stingily,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cybotron,
Matthew Halsall,
Neil Young,
Flamin' Groovies,
China Crisis,
Mo-Dettes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Young Marble Giants,
Japan,
Ralphi Rosario,
Altered Images,
The Victims,
The American Breed,
Organ,
John Coltrane,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jerry's Kids,
Ludus,
Sandy B,
The Flesh Eaters,
Dorothy Ashby,
ABC,
Section 25,
Masters at Work,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Audionom,
Pulsallama,
Sound Behaviour,
Harmonia,
Iggy Pop,
U.S. Maple,
JFA,
The Motions,
The Evens,
Black Bananas,
Deadbeat,
the Sonics,
Man Parrish,
Ponytail,
Underground Resistance,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Electric Light Orchestra,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.