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 Georgia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Motorama to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
CMW,
Ronnie Foster,
Avey Tare,
June of 44,
Swell Maps,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Maurizio,
Yusef Lateef,
Wolf Eyes,
The Monochrome Set,
Das Ding,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Dave Clark Five,
Neil Young,
Ice-T,
Slave,
Juan Atkins,
The Evens,
Absolute Body Control,
KRS-One,
Duran Duran,
Lakeside,
David Axelrod,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Spandau Ballet,
Buzzcocks,
Hasil Adkins,
Patti Smith,
PIL,
The Dirtbombs,
The Fortunes,
Warren Ellis,
Radiohead,
Al Stewart,
Davy DMX,
Girls At Our Best!,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rites of Spring,
The Monks,
Qualms,
ABC,
Jerry's Kids,
Kayak,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eden Ahbez,
Organ,
The Standells,
Public Image Ltd.,
Neu!,
Todd Rundgren,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Maleditus Sound,
Mad Mike,
Groovy Waters,
Moebius,
The Busters,
The Birthday Party,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.