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 Ghana 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 AZ to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Zapp,
The Searchers,
Con Funk Shun,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sister Nancy,
Liliput,
Quantec,
F. McDonald,
Ponytail,
The Five Americans,
Sixth Finger,
Swans,
The Doobie Brothers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tommy Roe,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Man Eating Sloth,
Robert Görl,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Spoonie Gee,
Roxette,
Scratch Acid,
Godley & Creme,
The Real Kids,
Jeff Mills,
Connie Case,
Camberwell Now,
Derrick May,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Slits,
Talk Talk,
the Soft Cell,
Infiniti,
E-Dancer,
Siglo XX,
Freddie Wadling,
Fatback Band,
Arthur Verocai,
John Foxx,
Model 500,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Henry Cow,
The Martian,
Eden Ahbez,
Lindisfarne,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rotary Connection,
Flash Fearless,
The Leaves,
kango's stein massive,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Brick,
The Monks,
Unrelated Segments,
Kayak,
A Flock of Seagulls,
FM Einheit,
Aural Exciters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Wings,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.