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 France and from Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Stockholm.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sight & Sound to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Zero Boys,
Deadbeat,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lyres,
Desert Stars,
T.S.O.L.,
E-Dancer,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ultravox,
The Martian,
Joyce Sims,
Japan,
The Victims,
Todd Terry,
Funkadelic,
Chris & Cosey,
Shuggie Otis,
Pulsallama,
Yusef Lateef,
Fat Boys,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bill Near,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Blancmange,
The Grass Roots,
Masters at Work,
the Soft Cell,
The Vogues,
Scott Walker,
The Young Rascals,
Rites of Spring,
Hardrive,
Rotary Connection,
The Monochrome Set,
DJ Sneak,
Isaac Hayes,
Bluetip,
Barry Ungar,
The Happenings,
Gong,
Mission of Burma,
Visage,
Franke,
The Detroit Cobras,
Arcadia,
Brand Nubian,
The Barracudas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Alice Coltrane,
Oblivians,
Mantronix,
Godley & Creme,
Brick,
The Seeds,
the Germs,
The Star Department,
Quadrant,
kango's stein massive,
Cybotron,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.