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 Serbia and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 theremin 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 Radiohead to the crunk 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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
Cymande,
Connie Case,
The Busters,
Aaron Thompson,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Robert Hood,
Soul Sonic Force,
Index,
Dual Sessions,
Gabor Szabo,
Eli Mardock,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scientists,
Matthew Halsall,
Bobby Womack,
The Searchers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The American Breed,
Todd Rundgren,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Model 500,
Ten City,
Laurel Aitken,
Clear Light,
Pet Shop Boys,
Yusef Lateef,
Minor Threat,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Human League,
David McCallum,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Wally Richardson,
Junior Murvin,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Dead C,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pantaleimon,
Flipper,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
X-Ray Spex,
8 Eyed Spy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bad Manners,
Q and Not U,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jerry's Kids,
The Electric Prunes,
Derrick Morgan,
Maurizio,
Icehouse,
Panda Bear,
EPMD,
The Victims,
The Red Krayola,
Crime,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
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.