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 Libya and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 sitar 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the crunk 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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Wolf Eyes,
The Happenings,
Tom Boy,
Bill Wells,
Young Marble Giants,
Chris Corsano,
Marshall Jefferson,
Little Man,
Davy DMX,
Aaron Thompson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Toni Rubio,
New Order,
Babytalk,
Ponytail,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Fugs,
The Detroit Cobras,
the Association,
Yellowson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Quantec,
The Human League,
DJ Style,
The Residents,
Nico,
The Black Dice,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rakim,
Graham Central Station,
The Divine Comedy,
Johnny Clarke,
Eden Ahbez,
Nils Olav,
Au Pairs,
Howard Jones,
Anthony Braxton,
Andrew Hill,
The Birthday Party,
Joey Negro,
Marmalade,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Angels of Light,
Newcleus,
Sun City Girls,
Colin Newman,
John Foxx,
Juan Atkins,
Roxette,
Ultimate Spinach,
Swell Maps,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Tears for Fears,
Robert Wyatt,
The Gladiators,
Ludus,
JFA,
Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders.
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.