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 South Sudan and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Lou Reed 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 Grandmaster Flash to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Judy Mowatt,
Kerrie Biddell,
Mantronix,
JFA,
Barrington Levy,
The Motions,
The Neon Judgement,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Zeros,
Minny Pops,
Surgeon,
Suicide,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ultravox,
Goldenarms,
Slave,
The Dead C,
The Walker Brothers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Erykah Badu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Slick Rick,
Dual Sessions,
8 Eyed Spy,
Subhumans,
Mark Hollis,
Black Pus,
Rotary Connection,
Camberwell Now,
Anthony Braxton,
Ornette Coleman,
Wire,
Bootsy Collins,
The Move,
Boredoms,
Tears for Fears,
Gabor Szabo,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fat Boys,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Marmalade,
The Red Krayola,
Pere Ubu,
Pierre Henry,
The Associates,
Depeche Mode,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eric Copeland,
MC5,
The Cramps,
Althea and Donna,
Essential Logic,
Blake Baxter,
Throbbing Gristle,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
X-102,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.