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 Belarus and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Lebanon Hanover to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Juan Atkins,
Average White Band,
Mo-Dettes,
Essential Logic,
Ronnie Foster,
Gong,
Anakelly,
Pere Ubu,
The Human League,
Audionom,
Archie Shepp,
Connie Case,
The Neon Judgement,
Brand Nubian,
The Index,
Unwound,
Royal Trux,
Technova,
Bob Dylan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Clear Light,
Marvin Gaye,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Laurel Aitken,
The Fuzztones,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alton Ellis,
Icehouse,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Litter,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lightning Bolt,
Chris Corsano,
The Black Dice,
Urselle,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Absolute Body Control,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Warsaw,
Eric B and Rakim,
Dark Day,
Derrick May,
Tropical Tobacco,
Camouflage,
Goldenarms,
Kurtis Blow,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Deakin,
Qualms,
The Associates,
Letta Mbulu,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Fortunes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ponytail,
Lungfish,
Boz Scaggs,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.