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 San Marino and from Glasgow.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the techno 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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Warren Ellis,
Sun Ra,
CMW,
Flipper,
Fluxion,
cv313,
Vladislav Delay,
Graham Central Station,
The Angels of Light,
John Cale,
The Durutti Column,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Raincoats,
Ossler,
The Offenders,
The Smoke,
Swell Maps,
Quadrant,
Dennis Brown,
Avey Tare,
Easy Going,
R.M.O.,
Scratch Acid,
Prince Buster,
Guru Guru,
The Dave Clark Five,
Aural Exciters,
Deepchord,
Yellowson,
Motorama,
The Techniques,
Unwound,
Sun City Girls,
Jeff Mills,
Supertramp,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Underground Resistance,
Roxy Music,
The Pretty Things,
Soft Machine,
Beasts of Bourbon,
8 Eyed Spy,
Maleditus Sound,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Simply Red,
Oblivians,
The Young Rascals,
Alison Limerick,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Aswad,
Basic Channel,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gregory Isaacs,
Flash Fearless,
Tres Demented,
FM Einheit,
Pantaleimon,
Bobby Byrd,
Gichy Dan,
The Index,
Barbara Tucker,
Scott Walker,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.