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 Honduras and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Nile Rodgers 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 The Cramps to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Junior Murvin,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jesper Dahlback,
Erykah Badu,
Sonic Youth,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Echospace,
Dual Sessions,
Easy Going,
Sound Behaviour,
Quadrant,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gil Scott Heron,
Marshall Jefferson,
Oblivians,
The Moleskins,
Glenn Branca,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Neu!,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Shadows of Knight,
Negative Approach,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Fuzztones,
Mantronix,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
E-Dancer,
Ronan,
Babytalk,
The Last Poets,
The Stooges,
The Human League,
The Standells,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Davy DMX,
Bad Manners,
Skriet,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Mark Hollis,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Birthday Party,
Surgeon,
The Index,
Quando Quango,
The Velvet Underground,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Doobie Brothers,
Danielle Patucci,
Deepchord,
Pagans,
Monolake,
Niagra,
Alice Coltrane,
Barclay James Harvest,
Marvin Gaye,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Happenings,
The Moody Blues,
Todd Rundgren,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.