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 Korea South and from Stockholm.
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 Winnipeg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 John Cale to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Gong,
Stockholm Monsters,
This Heat,
Amon Düül II,
The Cramps,
Soulsonic Force,
The Smiths,
The Searchers,
John Lydon,
The Grass Roots,
The Stooges,
Scratch Acid,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Blake Baxter,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
the Slits,
Model 500,
Goldenarms,
Maleditus Sound,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scion,
Henry Cow,
The Slackers,
Wally Richardson,
Robert Hood,
MC5,
Sight & Sound,
Hashim,
Groovy Waters,
Accadde A,
The Litter,
Unrelated Segments,
Cameo,
Kurtis Blow,
Isaac Hayes,
Malaria!,
Jawbox,
Gang of Four,
Mary Jane Girls,
Organ,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Animal Collective,
Hoover,
The Fire Engines,
Newcleus,
cv313,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fela Kuti,
The Monochrome Set,
Rosa Yemen,
The Fuzztones,
Grandmaster Flash,
Simply Red,
Main Source,
Rekid,
Marine Girls,
Marcia Griffiths,
Moebius,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.