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 Brunei and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 ABBA to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico 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 spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ten City,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
In Retrospect,
Grandmaster Flash,
Traffic Nightmare,
Reuben Wilson,
Harmonia,
Underground Resistance,
Ohio Players,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Average White Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Black Moon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Gap Band,
Prince Buster,
the Association,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Angry Samoans,
Delta 5,
James White and The Blacks,
Au Pairs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
U.S. Maple,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Gories,
Andrew Hill,
Crispian St. Peters,
LL Cool J,
Colin Newman,
Tom Boy,
Subhumans,
Yazoo,
Rapeman,
Basic Channel,
Supertramp,
Bootsy Collins,
Lou Reed,
Magazine,
Gong,
Scrapy,
John Holt,
Isaac Hayes,
Aloha Tigers,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Litter,
Massinfluence,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Oblivians,
Josef K,
The Red Krayola,
The Durutti Column,
Godley & Creme,
Depeche Mode,
The Music Machine,
The Modern Lovers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Remains,
Dark Day,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.