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 Bolivia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Calgary.
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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 ABC to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
Bootsy Collins,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Michelle Simonal,
The Move,
Rekid,
Godley & Creme,
Arcadia,
Unrelated Segments,
Ken Boothe,
Banda Bassotti,
The Shadows of Knight,
Wolf Eyes,
Smog,
Spandau Ballet,
Freddie Wadling,
Hot Snakes,
Lakeside,
Tears for Fears,
The Gories,
The Buckinghams,
Colin Newman,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Brass Construction,
Glenn Branca,
Bob Dylan,
Pantaleimon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Johnny Osbourne,
Cecil Taylor,
Be Bop Deluxe,
10cc,
Ten City,
Stockholm Monsters,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nik Kershaw,
Kurtis Blow,
Faust,
Danielle Patucci,
The Index,
Scratch Acid,
The Red Krayola,
Jesper Dahlback,
Roy Ayers,
Tim Buckley,
Rakim,
Little Man,
Panda Bear,
Bobby Sherman,
Pet Shop Boys,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Graham Central Station,
The Sonics,
The Monochrome Set,
Brand Nubian,
Lindisfarne,
Blossom Toes,
Joy Division,
Pharoah Sanders,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.