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 Bahrain and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 ABBA to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
Warren Ellis,
Kerri Chandler,
the Association,
The Trojans,
Bang On A Can,
Groovy Waters,
Barry Ungar,
The Moleskins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sound Behaviour,
Rapeman,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nick Fraelich,
Robert Görl,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Eric Dolphy,
Symarip,
Nirvana,
Isaac Hayes,
Kenny Larkin,
Jeff Mills,
Iggy Pop,
Jawbox,
Trumans Water,
Marmalade,
Livin' Joy,
Japan,
The Saints,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Arthur Verocai,
Sun City Girls,
Erasure,
Blossom Toes,
Crispy Ambulance,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Charles Mingus,
David Bowie,
The Associates,
10cc,
Fela Kuti,
The Blues Magoos,
the Slits,
The J.B.'s,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Last Poets,
These Immortal Souls,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kerrie Biddell,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gichy Dan,
Mission of Burma,
David McCallum,
Rod Modell,
Man Eating Sloth,
Scientists,
Brass Construction,
Lalann,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.