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 Houston.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 spring reverb 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 Kayak to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group 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?
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Pop Group,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Robert Wyatt,
ABC,
Qualms,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Spandau Ballet,
Iggy Pop,
Black Pus,
Cheater Slicks,
The Trojans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Alphaville,
Rufus Thomas,
Cybotron,
The Move,
Liliput,
the Germs,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lakeside,
Lou Reed,
Lebanon Hanover,
Connie Case,
John Cale,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Sound,
Todd Rundgren,
Soulsonic Force,
Fela Kuti,
Matthew Halsall,
Godley & Creme,
JFA,
The Grass Roots,
The Names,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Soft Cell,
Eric Copeland,
Soul II Soul,
Drive Like Jehu,
Hot Snakes,
Gichy Dan,
Blake Baxter,
Maleditus Sound,
Joy Division,
Das Ding,
Jacob Miller,
New Order,
World's Most,
Carl Craig,
Dead Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Funky Four + One,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Drexciya,
The Gap Band,
DNA,
Angry Samoans,
Cameo,
Sonny Sharrock,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.