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 Armenia and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 chamberlin 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Eating Sloth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Silicon Teens,
The Modern Lovers,
Dennis Brown,
The Pretty Things,
Bob Dylan,
the Swans,
Rufus Thomas,
One Last Wish,
The Real Kids,
MC5,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Groovy Waters,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dave Gahan,
Thee Headcoats,
Japan,
Newcleus,
Von Mondo,
Jesper Dahlback,
JFA,
Kas Product,
Delon & Dalcan,
Warsaw,
Vladislav Delay,
Graham Central Station,
Lightning Bolt,
Colin Newman,
Freddie Wadling,
La Düsseldorf,
Blake Baxter,
The Seeds,
Marvin Gaye,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Procol Harum,
Pantaleimon,
Basic Channel,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Y Pants,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Skriet,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Motions,
Alton Ellis,
The Evens,
Hot Snakes,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Flash Fearless,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Five Americans,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gong,
Sarah Menescal,
The Flesh Eaters,
The United States of America,
Carl Craig,
Danielle Patucci,
Robert Hood,
Camberwell Now,
The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C.
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.