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 Guinea and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Fat Boys to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
The Angels of Light,
The Skatalites,
The Smiths,
Neil Young,
T. Rex,
Liliput,
Anakelly,
Gichy Dan,
Yellowson,
Cybotron,
Al Stewart,
the Association,
Blossom Toes,
Warren Ellis,
Motorama,
The Star Department,
Marine Girls,
Bobby Hutcherson,
LL Cool J,
Make Up,
48th St. Collective,
Derrick Morgan,
Erykah Badu,
Freddie Wadling,
Black Flag,
James Chance & The Contortions,
FM Einheit,
X-Ray Spex,
Brand Nubian,
Magma,
Jandek,
Todd Terry,
Ohio Players,
Metal Thangz,
David McCallum,
Zero Boys,
Pole,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Underground Resistance,
The Gap Band,
The Grass Roots,
Sandy B,
Scan 7,
Alton Ellis,
Oneida,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bob Dylan,
Lou Christie,
The New Christs,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Masters at Work,
The Dead C,
Scrapy,
The Electric Prunes,
A Certain Ratio,
Marc Almond,
Kevin Saunderson,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tommy Roe,
Delta 5,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.