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 Beijing.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Michael McDonald 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 Sun City Girls to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
the Sonics,
Robert Görl,
James White and The Blacks,
Roxy Music,
Agitation Free,
Andrew Hill,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Blancmange,
Quadrant,
June of 44,
The Monks,
Susan Cadogan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Silicon Teens,
Jawbox,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
A Certain Ratio,
Gong,
The United States of America,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Gladiators,
Nirvana,
The Moody Blues,
Eurythmics,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jandek,
Agent Orange,
Sound Behaviour,
Wally Richardson,
This Heat,
Absolute Body Control,
Fad Gadget,
Surgeon,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Velvet Underground,
Pantaleimon,
FM Einheit,
Eric Dolphy,
Barry Ungar,
Unrelated Segments,
David Bowie,
Joyce Sims,
Sandy B,
Oneida,
Brothers Johnson,
Joe Finger,
Radiohead,
Anakelly,
Rites of Spring,
The Happenings,
Albert Ayler,
Warren Ellis,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.