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 Turkmenistan and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pulsallama to the crunk 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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Light Orchestra,
Technova,
Qualms,
Masters at Work,
Half Japanese,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gerry Rafferty,
Charles Mingus,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The New Christs,
Unrelated Segments,
Sandy B,
The Doobie Brothers,
Wolf Eyes,
Robert Hood,
Peter and Kerry,
The Human League,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Searchers,
These Immortal Souls,
Severed Heads,
The Misunderstood,
Chrome,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Country Teasers,
Ice-T,
Derrick Morgan,
Alphaville,
Amon Düül II,
The Durutti Column,
Ronan,
Silicon Teens,
Supertramp,
Public Enemy,
Iggy Pop,
Audionom,
Freddie Wadling,
Roy Ayers,
Angry Samoans,
Loose Ends,
Suburban Knight,
Wasted Youth,
The Zeros,
The Moleskins,
Harmonia,
The Seeds,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Con Funk Shun,
AZ,
Godley & Creme,
Chris & Cosey,
Drexciya,
Pierre Henry,
Isaac Hayes,
Archie Shepp,
The Smoke,
Sugar Minott,
Delta 5,
Theoretical Girls,
John Holt,
Glenn Branca,
Intrusion,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.