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 Canada and from Shanghai.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
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 guitar 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 Cal Tjader to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Skriet,
Kerri Chandler,
The Grass Roots,
Brothers Johnson,
The Toasters,
Little Man,
Procol Harum,
The Index,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mr. Review,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Rekid,
The Kinks,
Donald Byrd,
The Offenders,
Suburban Knight,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Deepchord,
Radiohead,
Japan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mark Hollis,
One Last Wish,
Matthew Halsall,
Section 25,
The Velvet Underground,
Fad Gadget,
Janne Schatter,
Public Enemy,
Albert Ayler,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pantytec,
Inner City,
Sparks,
Johnny Clarke,
The United States of America,
Electric Prunes,
Lalo Schifrin,
The American Breed,
The Durutti Column,
Hot Snakes,
Byron Stingily,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bush Tetras,
Circle Jerks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kenny Larkin,
CMW,
The Standells,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Terrestrial Tones,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Eric Dolphy,
Groovy Waters,
Prince Buster,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Iggy Pop,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bobby Byrd,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.