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 Luxembourg and from Seoul.
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 Cairo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Dennis Brown to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
New Age Steppers,
The Motions,
Motorama,
Q65,
the Normal,
Aaron Thompson,
Desert Stars,
Ponytail,
Crooked Eye,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Young Rascals,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Martian,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Altered Images,
Cymande,
Y Pants,
Bob Dylan,
Mandrill,
the Bar-Kays,
Easy Going,
Rapeman,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gabor Szabo,
Mad Mike,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marvin Gaye,
Hasil Adkins,
Supertramp,
Neu!,
Moss Icon,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Blues Magoos,
Sam Rivers,
Deepchord,
Grey Daturas,
Erykah Badu,
Althea and Donna,
Moebius,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Velvet Underground,
Bush Tetras,
Clear Light,
The Victims,
The Saints,
Amon Düül II,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Searchers,
Kaleidoscope,
The Evens,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Fire Engines,
Alphaville,
Alice Coltrane,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bobby Byrd,
Derrick Morgan,
Eric Copeland,
Make Up,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.