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 Indonesia and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 oboe 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 Dead Boys to the crunk 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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Liliput,
Brick,
Isaac Hayes,
Marine Girls,
Pole,
Au Pairs,
Aaron Thompson,
Lindisfarne,
The Black Dice,
The Offenders,
Oneida,
Idris Muhammad,
Godley & Creme,
10cc,
Marvin Gaye,
Morten Harket,
Matthew Halsall,
Lou Reed,
Altered Images,
The Victims,
Warsaw,
Crispian St. Peters,
Todd Terry,
Cameo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
June Days,
Neil Young,
Graham Central Station,
Black Flag,
Lucky Dragons,
K-Klass,
Ossler,
Unwound,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Erykah Badu,
Mandrill,
New Order,
Deadbeat,
Quadrant,
Bad Manners,
Boogie Down Productions,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Essential Logic,
The Monochrome Set,
Alphaville,
Television,
Accadde A,
Bootsy Collins,
The Selecter,
Robert Hood,
Mars,
Brand Nubian,
Basic Channel,
Marc Almond,
Procol Harum,
Aswad,
Amon Düül II,
Cybotron,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.