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 Liechtenstein and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Siglo XX to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
Erasure,
Camouflage,
Brand Nubian,
Girls At Our Best!,
Robert Görl,
Newcleus,
The Electric Prunes,
L. Decosne,
Tomorrow,
The Names,
James White and The Blacks,
The Cramps,
The Real Kids,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Hoover,
The Monks,
Minny Pops,
Accadde A,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fad Gadget,
Yusef Lateef,
Derrick Morgan,
Model 500,
La Düsseldorf,
Gastr Del Sol,
Icehouse,
Judy Mowatt,
Scott Walker,
Cecil Taylor,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Henry Cow,
Index,
Bill Near,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
X-102,
Ralphi Rosario,
Von Mondo,
Crispian St. Peters,
Warsaw,
Technova,
the Human League,
Funky Four + One,
Minor Threat,
the Germs,
Kevin Saunderson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Index,
David Bowie,
Ornette Coleman,
Scion,
Sixth Finger,
The Grass Roots,
Soul Sonic Force,
Little Man,
Bill Wells,
Amon Düül II,
the Sonics,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.