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 Samoa and from Sao Paulo.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron 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 New Order to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Motions. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
Arab on Radar,
Absolute Body Control,
Infiniti,
Subhumans,
Warsaw,
The Offenders,
Dennis Brown,
Soul Sonic Force,
Wire,
Danielle Patucci,
Alphaville,
Eric Copeland,
The J.B.'s,
Ludus,
Dual Sessions,
Unwound,
Joey Negro,
Mandrill,
The Neon Judgement,
X-101,
10cc,
Marmalade,
Babytalk,
Nation of Ulysses,
8 Eyed Spy,
Cluster,
The Evens,
Crispian St. Peters,
Terry Callier,
Jeff Mills,
Slave,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Reuben Wilson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Busters,
Black Pus,
Talk Talk,
Country Teasers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Porter Ricks,
Saccharine Trust,
LL Cool J,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Juan Atkins,
Fad Gadget,
Bang On A Can,
Barry Ungar,
Henry Cow,
The Motions,
The Slits,
Lightning Bolt,
Mantronix,
Tres Demented,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Colin Newman,
Todd Terry,
Reagan Youth,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ronnie Foster,
Gang Green,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.