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 Beijing.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 marimba 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 MC5 to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Newcleus,
Make Up,
Sun Ra,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Real Kids,
Judy Mowatt,
Kevin Saunderson,
Alphaville,
Gang Starr,
The Fire Engines,
The Barracudas,
Aaron Thompson,
Nirvana,
Au Pairs,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gichy Dan,
Grey Daturas,
Oblivians,
Brand Nubian,
X-102,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Smog,
The Slits,
Howard Jones,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mars,
Cameo,
Alison Limerick,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fad Gadget,
Joe Finger,
Sight & Sound,
Fat Boys,
The Modern Lovers,
David McCallum,
Jerry's Kids,
Ponytail,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lightning Bolt,
Saccharine Trust,
Gastr Del Sol,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bobby Womack,
Ultra Naté,
Graham Central Station,
Moss Icon,
Cymande,
Iggy Pop,
Excepter,
Chrome,
Scan 7,
Eric Copeland,
Amon Düül,
Bobby Sherman,
Accadde A,
Lebanon Hanover,
Toni Rubio,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.