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 Barbados and from Stockholm.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gang Gang Dance to the electroclash 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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Aural Exciters,
Pussy Galore,
The Sound,
The Monks,
The Litter,
Crime,
Brand Nubian,
Clear Light,
Sixth Finger,
The Names,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kenny Larkin,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Cramps,
JFA,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Maleditus Sound,
Theoretical Girls,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Crooked Eye,
Jeru the Damaja,
Masters at Work,
Porter Ricks,
Nik Kershaw,
X-102,
Loose Ends,
Dawn Penn,
The Toasters,
Danielle Patucci,
Glambeats Corp.,
Harmonia,
Spoonie Gee,
D'Angelo,
Bad Manners,
Symarip,
Frankie Knuckles,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Searchers,
Bill Near,
Donald Byrd,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Albert Ayler,
Parry Music,
Jimmy McGriff,
ABC,
Hasil Adkins,
Johnny Osbourne,
Make Up,
Delon & Dalcan,
Public Enemy,
Radiohead,
Brass Construction,
New Order,
The Wake,
The J.B.'s,
Brick,
Fat Boys,
The Real Kids,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.