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 Ethiopia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Crime to the funk 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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Fraelich record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Bobby Womack,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rekid,
Model 500,
John Lydon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Barracudas,
Moby Grape,
Robert Wyatt,
Darondo,
Rites of Spring,
Negative Approach,
Marcia Griffiths,
Shuggie Otis,
Zapp,
Metal Thangz,
The Residents,
Thompson Twins,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pet Shop Boys,
AZ,
Aswad,
Ornette Coleman,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Qualms,
The Monks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Adolescents,
DJ Sneak,
Jeff Lynne,
The Angels of Light,
the Sonics,
Wire,
The Last Poets,
The Fortunes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Grandmaster Flash,
Todd Terry,
Josef K,
Sixth Finger,
Black Moon,
The Invisible,
Smog,
Soul II Soul,
Neu!,
The Gap Band,
The Fuzztones,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Little Man,
The J.B.'s,
Bauhaus,
John Coltrane,
Audionom,
The Gories,
The American Breed,
Carl Craig,
Black Pus,
The Busters,
Kenny Larkin,
Davy DMX,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.