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 Malawi and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Cairo.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum 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 the Bar-Kays to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang of Four record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
The Doors,
Ronan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mo-Dettes,
Kerri Chandler,
Fad Gadget,
Roxette,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
H. Thieme,
Kevin Saunderson,
Index,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dave Gahan,
Archie Shepp,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Faraquet,
Flipper,
Robert Hood,
Marine Girls,
Lower 48,
Marvin Gaye,
Robert Görl,
Bobby Sherman,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Dorothy Ashby,
Freddie Wadling,
La Düsseldorf,
the Bar-Kays,
Connie Case,
Derrick May,
Theoretical Girls,
Unrelated Segments,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Cure,
Bob Dylan,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pet Shop Boys,
Icehouse,
Crash Course in Science,
Harpers Bizarre,
X-102,
Neil Young,
Idris Muhammad,
Banda Bassotti,
The Saints,
Hashim,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Knickerbockers,
Sandy B,
Cybotron,
The Monochrome Set,
Los Fastidios,
Au Pairs,
Sarah Menescal,
The Pretty Things,
The Real Kids,
Barrington Levy,
The Fuzztones,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.