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 Belgium and from Spokane.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 spring reverb 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 One Last Wish to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lyres,
Blancmange,
The Residents,
Delta 5,
Das Ding,
Jimmy McGriff,
Unrelated Segments,
Soul II Soul,
Darondo,
Goldenarms,
Eden Ahbez,
Spandau Ballet,
Alton Ellis,
Moss Icon,
Model 500,
Siglo XX,
Barclay James Harvest,
KRS-One,
Roy Ayers,
F. McDonald,
The Offenders,
Ultravox,
the Association,
The Leaves,
Michelle Simonal,
Erykah Badu,
Jeru the Damaja,
Royal Trux,
Faraquet,
Rosa Yemen,
The Cramps,
Surgeon,
Roxy Music,
Joensuu 1685,
L. Decosne,
Big Daddy Kane,
Harpers Bizarre,
Oblivians,
Yellowson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Stooges,
Mandrill,
Silicon Teens,
Donald Byrd,
Marmalade,
Yaz,
Rites of Spring,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nirvana,
K-Klass,
Kas Product,
The Techniques,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kurtis Blow,
Lungfish,
X-101,
Duran Duran,
Dual Sessions,
Matthew Halsall,
Max Romeo,
Y Pants,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.