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 Turkey and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 spring reverb 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 Joe Smooth to the punk 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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lucky Dragons,
The United States of America,
Dawn Penn,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Surgeon,
Jawbox,
The Knickerbockers,
Lindisfarne,
Lakeside,
The Saints,
Barclay James Harvest,
EPMD,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Pretty Things,
Wire,
Peter and Kerry,
Skarface,
The Gories,
the Sonics,
Yellowson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Icehouse,
Monks,
Sugar Minott,
The Mummies,
Liliput,
Minny Pops,
Lyres,
Bootsy Collins,
Banda Bassotti,
Kerrie Biddell,
Supertramp,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Barbara Tucker,
Scientists,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kool Moe Dee,
PIL,
Ituana,
Boz Scaggs,
Alton Ellis,
Bluetip,
Deepchord,
Man Eating Sloth,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Stetsasonic,
The Alarm Clocks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rapeman,
Trumans Water,
John Cale,
Al Stewart,
Marvin Gaye,
Ultra Naté,
The Monochrome Set,
Depeche Mode,
Public Image Ltd.,
Flamin' Groovies,
Reagan Youth,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.