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 Czech Republic and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Music Machine to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Raincoats,
Slick Rick,
Surgeon,
The Walker Brothers,
Bob Dylan,
Tropical Tobacco,
Mr. Review,
Eddi Front,
Banda Bassotti,
Matthew Bourne,
The Selecter,
The Litter,
The Beau Brummels,
Soft Machine,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
EPMD,
Subhumans,
New Order,
Soulsonic Force,
DJ Style,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Laurel Aitken,
Bronski Beat,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Suburban Knight,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Traffic Nightmare,
Aloha Tigers,
Soft Cell,
Marine Girls,
Metal Thangz,
Lou Reed,
Eric B and Rakim,
Nick Fraelich,
Michelle Simonal,
Nico,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Black Bananas,
John Foxx,
Sun City Girls,
Soul II Soul,
X-102,
Ornette Coleman,
Anthony Braxton,
Leonard Cohen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Suicide,
Aaron Thompson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Moleskins,
The Human League,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Deakin,
Theoretical Girls,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Public Image Ltd.,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.