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 Canada 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Livin' Joy to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All H. Thieme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Shuggie Otis,
T.S.O.L.,
Altered Images,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gang Gang Dance,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rhythm & Sound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Animal Collective,
Letta Mbulu,
Johnny Osbourne,
Delon & Dalcan,
DNA,
Brand Nubian,
The Count Five,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Simply Red,
Lindisfarne,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rakim,
Silicon Teens,
Joe Smooth,
The Walker Brothers,
The Slackers,
ABC,
Sam Rivers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Underground Resistance,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Soft Cell,
James White and The Blacks,
Accadde A,
CMW,
Jimmy McGriff,
Iggy Pop,
Derrick May,
The Music Machine,
Jerry's Kids,
Guru Guru,
Mo-Dettes,
Fatback Band,
Massinfluence,
Porter Ricks,
Clear Light,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Freddie Wadling,
Agent Orange,
Maleditus Sound,
Kenny Larkin,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Barbara Tucker,
Masters at Work,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Donny Hathaway,
Wolf Eyes,
Tommy Roe,
Brass Construction,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Radio Birdman,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.