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 Cyprus and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 marimba 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 Fort Wilson Riot to the crunk 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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
La Düsseldorf,
Howard Jones,
John Cale,
Freddie Wadling,
Eric B and Rakim,
Banda Bassotti,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joe Finger,
The Mummies,
Kenny Larkin,
Donny Hathaway,
The Smoke,
Bluetip,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Hasil Adkins,
Wings,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Byron Stingily,
H. Thieme,
Surgeon,
The Doors,
Jawbox,
Gang Green,
Blancmange,
Lou Christie,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bad Manners,
Donald Byrd,
Sam Rivers,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Gun Club,
Flipper,
Q and Not U,
Neu!,
Half Japanese,
Sarah Menescal,
Swans,
Crime,
Black Pus,
Altered Images,
Oblivians,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Depeche Mode,
The Seeds,
Andrew Hill,
X-Ray Spex,
Nick Fraelich,
Marcia Griffiths,
Guru Guru,
The Detroit Cobras,
Aswad,
the Swans,
Maurizio,
Alton Ellis,
the Human League,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.