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 Dominica and from Sao Paulo.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Robert Görl to the grunge 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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Rakim,
Underground Resistance,
Adolescents,
Wire,
Infiniti,
Procol Harum,
a-ha,
Darondo,
The Litter,
The Blues Magoos,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Mummies,
kango's stein massive,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Idris Muhammad,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yazoo,
ABC,
Scion,
The J.B.'s,
Laurel Aitken,
Dave Gahan,
Neil Young,
48th St. Collective,
Susan Cadogan,
James White and The Blacks,
Barrington Levy,
the Association,
The Seeds,
Kerri Chandler,
Spoonie Gee,
Brick,
The Slackers,
Juan Atkins,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Grey Daturas,
Barbara Tucker,
The Flesh Eaters,
Marmalade,
June of 44,
Ponytail,
Pantytec,
Funkadelic,
Altered Images,
K-Klass,
Sun Ra,
Cluster,
Symarip,
CMW,
Mandrill,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Unrelated Segments,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ken Boothe,
Bauhaus,
Jacques Brel,
Pharoah Sanders,
Hasil Adkins,
Archie Shepp,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.