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 Croatia and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 clarinet 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 Sparks to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
U.S. Maple,
X-102,
Mo-Dettes,
This Heat,
Quadrant,
Joey Negro,
Oneida,
The Human League,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Barbara Tucker,
Drexciya,
Bush Tetras,
Don Cherry,
Blossom Toes,
June of 44,
Von Mondo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Idris Muhammad,
Alton Ellis,
Excepter,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ohio Players,
Jeff Mills,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mantronix,
F. McDonald,
Deadbeat,
Gastr Del Sol,
Yaz,
Dark Day,
Cal Tjader,
Negative Approach,
Delta 5,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Yellowson,
Massinfluence,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Buzzcocks,
the Association,
Jimmy McGriff,
Public Enemy,
Skarface,
Nirvana,
Duran Duran,
Joyce Sims,
Whodini,
A Certain Ratio,
Nas,
Soul II Soul,
David Axelrod,
Crispy Ambulance,
Radio Birdman,
Thompson Twins,
Severed Heads,
Animal Collective,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Mark Hollis,
Con Funk Shun,
Surgeon,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.