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 Vietnam and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 In Retrospect to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Peter & Gordon,
Shuggie Otis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Skarface,
Toni Rubio,
Kurtis Blow,
Nils Olav,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cluster,
The Divine Comedy,
Nik Kershaw,
Cecil Taylor,
Babytalk,
Metal Thangz,
Mo-Dettes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Crispian St. Peters,
Barclay James Harvest,
Panda Bear,
The Human League,
ABC,
Interpol,
MC5,
Bizarre Inc.,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gong,
The Zeros,
Hoover,
Steve Hackett,
Bang On A Can,
Chrome,
This Heat,
Rotary Connection,
Pulsallama,
Tomorrow,
Goldenarms,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Barracudas,
The Cure,
Flipper,
June of 44,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bush Tetras,
Massinfluence,
The Gladiators,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sparks,
Black Moon,
Marc Almond,
Patti Smith,
Pylon,
Urselle,
Johnny Osbourne,
kango's stein massive,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Chris Corsano,
Desert Stars,
The Misunderstood,
Warren Ellis,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Little Man,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.