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 East Timor 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 chamberlin 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 Camouflage to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Average White Band,
Toni Rubio,
Carl Craig,
The Gories,
Main Source,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Slackers,
Thompson Twins,
Newcleus,
Black Bananas,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Swans,
Tomorrow,
Scientists,
Marmalade,
Kerrie Biddell,
Funky Four + One,
Gang of Four,
Subhumans,
Pantytec,
The Monochrome Set,
Alphaville,
Minutemen,
Smog,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
MDC,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Eurythmics,
Theoretical Girls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lou Christie,
Gabor Szabo,
The Count Five,
Peter & Gordon,
The Toasters,
Godley & Creme,
Boredoms,
Alton Ellis,
Kayak,
Fela Kuti,
Glambeats Corp.,
Howard Jones,
Technova,
Groovy Waters,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Agitation Free,
Kool Moe Dee,
Iggy Pop,
Barry Ungar,
Pagans,
The Young Rascals,
Amon Düül,
Pere Ubu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Golliwogs,
X-101,
The Monks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Roger Hodgson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.