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 Egypt and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe 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 Radiopuhelimet to the rock 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 The Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
The Modern Lovers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Todd Rundgren,
Main Source,
New Order,
Mars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Loose Ends,
Pet Shop Boys,
Neil Young,
The Selecter,
The Moleskins,
Amon Düül,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Letta Mbulu,
Depeche Mode,
Sarah Menescal,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mantronix,
Slick Rick,
Rhythm & Sound,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Star Department,
Tom Boy,
Inner City,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
UT,
The Techniques,
The Associates,
Sex Pistols,
Jeff Mills,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Neon Judgement,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Moss Icon,
Circle Jerks,
Section 25,
Ponytail,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
David Axelrod,
Rod Modell,
Maurizio,
Easy Going,
The Detroit Cobras,
Johnny Osbourne,
Avey Tare,
Aswad,
Skaos,
Maleditus Sound,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Intrusion,
The Moody Blues,
Ossler,
David Bowie,
The Remains,
Faust,
The Dead C,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Television,
Hasil Adkins,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.