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 Honduras and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Eve St. Jones to the funk 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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Sun City Girls,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
KRS-One,
Masters at Work,
Urselle,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bush Tetras,
Chris Corsano,
The Moleskins,
H. Thieme,
Boredoms,
Man Parrish,
Erasure,
Alphaville,
Slick Rick,
Cal Tjader,
Archie Shepp,
Mars,
The Slits,
Tubeway Army,
cv313,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
LL Cool J,
Josef K,
L. Decosne,
Curtis Mayfield,
Desert Stars,
The Sound,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lower 48,
Chrome,
Suicide,
Unrelated Segments,
The Doors,
Circle Jerks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Freddie Wadling,
Country Teasers,
John Holt,
Sparks,
Nico,
Quadrant,
Barbara Tucker,
Fat Boys,
Infiniti,
The Skatalites,
the Bar-Kays,
Grandmaster Flash,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Standells,
Skaos,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Michelle Simonal,
Scientists,
Kaleidoscope,
The J.B.'s,
Aaron Thompson,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.