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 Romania and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Anthony Braxton 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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Make Up record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
10cc,
Trumans Water,
David Bowie,
The Angels of Light,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Derrick Morgan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
New York Dolls,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tim Buckley,
Scientists,
Grandmaster Flash,
Black Sheep,
ABC,
Joe Finger,
The New Christs,
Model 500,
Todd Rundgren,
Zero Boys,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
New Age Steppers,
Hardrive,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kaleidoscope,
Pussy Galore,
The Selecter,
Fela Kuti,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Grauzone,
The Monochrome Set,
Matthew Bourne,
Neil Young,
Surgeon,
Eric B and Rakim,
Black Pus,
The Names,
Gang Green,
Animal Collective,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bronski Beat,
Basic Channel,
Flash Fearless,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Searchers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Michelle Simonal,
Sandy B,
Peter and Kerry,
Soft Cell,
Heaven 17,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Wake,
Bauhaus,
A Certain Ratio,
Robert Hood,
Oneida,
Mad Mike,
Lou Reed,
The Motions,
Loose Ends,
Blake Baxter,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.