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 Syria and from Woodstock.
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 Portland and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Zapp to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
Todd Rundgren,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Patti Smith,
Audionom,
Index,
Urselle,
Carl Craig,
Drexciya,
Swell Maps,
Bootsy Collins,
Essential Logic,
Drive Like Jehu,
Man Parrish,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rosa Yemen,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mad Mike,
Jerry's Kids,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Theoretical Girls,
Agitation Free,
The New Christs,
Marine Girls,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Hoover,
The Kinks,
Sight & Sound,
Howard Jones,
The Buckinghams,
Skarface,
Masters at Work,
Michelle Simonal,
Brothers Johnson,
Jandek,
Matthew Halsall,
Kaleidoscope,
the Fania All-Stars,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Moss Icon,
Barbara Tucker,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Victims,
E-Dancer,
Lungfish,
ABBA,
The Modern Lovers,
Mandrill,
Soft Machine,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Music Machine,
Hasil Adkins,
Boz Scaggs,
Funky Four + One,
Silicon Teens,
Alton Ellis,
Sonic Youth,
Aloha Tigers,
The Monks, The Monks, The Monks, The Monks.
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.