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 Belize 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Roxette to the dance 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Barrington Levy,
Essential Logic,
Boredoms,
Saccharine Trust,
Groovy Waters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Young Rascals,
Electric Prunes,
Second Layer,
Can,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Misunderstood,
Kerri Chandler,
The Divine Comedy,
Guru Guru,
Funky Four + One,
Sällskapet,
Bootsy Collins,
Trumans Water,
ABBA,
The Residents,
Henry Cow,
Piero Umiliani,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Beau Brummels,
Organ,
Drexciya,
Mission of Burma,
Young Marble Giants,
Isaac Hayes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Judy Mowatt,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Black Sheep,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Magma,
Rod Modell,
Steve Hackett,
Robert Hood,
La Düsseldorf,
Ralphi Rosario,
Thee Headcoats,
Blake Baxter,
Depeche Mode,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Remains,
the Sonics,
Ronnie Foster,
Colin Newman,
Siglo XX,
Tubeway Army,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Basic Channel,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Walker Brothers,
Easy Going,
Metal Thangz,
T. Rex,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.