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 Malta and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Blues Magoos to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ken Boothe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
David McCallum,
The Fortunes,
The Monks,
Chrome,
Brass Construction,
F. McDonald,
Gerry Rafferty,
Wolf Eyes,
Half Japanese,
Iggy Pop,
Pagans,
Wasted Youth,
Agitation Free,
Nils Olav,
Avey Tare,
Jacob Miller,
Junior Murvin,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Laurel Aitken,
Spoonie Gee,
The Martian,
June of 44,
The Cure,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Doors,
One Last Wish,
The Flesh Eaters,
Matthew Bourne,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Donald Byrd,
Althea and Donna,
Youth Brigade,
Cybotron,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Don Cherry,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bobby Womack,
Desert Stars,
FM Einheit,
Funkadelic,
Tears for Fears,
Sister Nancy,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kayak,
Sällskapet,
Sixth Finger,
Lou Christie,
Unrelated Segments,
OOIOO,
Tres Demented,
Oneida,
Prince Buster,
Alphaville,
The Motions,
Motorama,
The Seeds,
Bronski Beat,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.