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 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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Residents to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Loose Ends,
Junior Murvin,
Morten Harket,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Sonics,
The Beau Brummels,
Soft Machine,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rapeman,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Pretty Things,
Leonard Cohen,
Chrome,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Buzzcocks,
Glenn Branca,
Rotary Connection,
New York Dolls,
Maurizio,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Technova,
Suburban Knight,
the Swans,
Oneida,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Parry Music,
8 Eyed Spy,
Howard Jones,
Dual Sessions,
Bad Manners,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rekid,
Massinfluence,
Cybotron,
Ten City,
Lindisfarne,
Rakim,
Tomorrow,
Con Funk Shun,
The Monks,
Yellowson,
The Fall,
Derrick Morgan,
The Durutti Column,
Marvin Gaye,
Kenny Larkin,
The Barracudas,
The Shadows of Knight,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Camberwell Now,
Man Eating Sloth,
Echospace,
KRS-One,
Harpers Bizarre,
ABBA,
T. Rex,
The Red Krayola,
The Move,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.