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 Switzerland and from Lagos.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 mellotron 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 Angry Samoans to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood 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 rap 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 spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Vainqueur,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Crash Course in Science,
Pierre Henry,
Barbara Tucker,
Sandy B,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Velvet Underground,
Country Teasers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Cybotron,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gang of Four,
Eddi Front,
Newcleus,
Stetsasonic,
The Techniques,
Stereo Dub,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Young Rascals,
the Swans,
Jacques Brel,
The Move,
Alice Coltrane,
The Busters,
The Sound,
Scan 7,
Scientists,
Royal Trux,
The Martian,
Monolake,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Andrew Hill,
Country Joe & The Fish,
the Germs,
the Human League,
Quantec,
Susan Cadogan,
Isaac Hayes,
Steve Hackett,
The Fortunes,
David Axelrod,
Delta 5,
Blake Baxter,
Malaria!,
Icehouse,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gabor Szabo,
Excepter,
Maurizio,
Pussy Galore,
Joey Negro,
Lou Reed,
Donny Hathaway,
Pantaleimon,
Zapp,
Grey Daturas,
Bobby Hutcherson,
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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.