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 Ghana and from Shanghai.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 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 the Association to the rock 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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Bill Wells,
Scratch Acid,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Young Rascals,
The Slackers,
Audionom,
Frankie Knuckles,
Moby Grape,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Amon Düül,
Spandau Ballet,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Mojo Men,
Brand Nubian,
The Fortunes,
Cal Tjader,
Interpol,
Trumans Water,
Dennis Brown,
Sandy B,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Shadows of Knight,
Laurel Aitken,
The Moody Blues,
Youth Brigade,
the Germs,
Faraquet,
John Foxx,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Con Funk Shun,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Minor Threat,
Gichy Dan,
Gang Green,
The Invisible,
Joe Finger,
Kerrie Biddell,
Quantec,
Model 500,
Blossom Toes,
Davy DMX,
Au Pairs,
LL Cool J,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
Skriet,
World's Most,
Robert Hood,
Curtis Mayfield,
Nas,
Lindisfarne,
The Trojans,
The Alarm Clocks,
Anakelly,
X-101,
Soft Cell,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.