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 East Timor and from Edmonton.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 clarinet 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 Red Krayola to the electroclash 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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Hashim,
Duran Duran,
Los Fastidios,
Byron Stingily,
Grey Daturas,
Piero Umiliani,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Television Personalities,
Rufus Thomas,
DJ Sneak,
Bobby Byrd,
Donny Hathaway,
K-Klass,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joyce Sims,
Jeff Mills,
The Techniques,
Tres Demented,
Chrome,
Icehouse,
Black Flag,
Babytalk,
Tom Boy,
The Fortunes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mission of Burma,
a-ha,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cybotron,
Pantaleimon,
Excepter,
Amon Düül II,
Tubeway Army,
The Young Rascals,
London Community Gospel Choir,
X-102,
Barrington Levy,
Wire,
The Dead C,
Curtis Mayfield,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Modern Lovers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Procol Harum,
The Real Kids,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Public Enemy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fela Kuti,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Aloha Tigers,
Althea and Donna,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Isaac Hayes,
Moebius,
Andrew Hill,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.