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 Australia and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Grey Daturas to the crunk 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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Trumans Water,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Albert Ayler,
Sarah Menescal,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Busters,
DNA,
Soul Sonic Force,
Stetsasonic,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rod Modell,
The Birthday Party,
June Days,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Black Dice,
Shoche,
Motorama,
Nils Olav,
Make Up,
Eric Dolphy,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rufus Thomas,
Circle Jerks,
Soulsonic Force,
Barclay James Harvest,
Au Pairs,
Skarface,
The J.B.'s,
the Association,
Inner City,
Faraquet,
the Germs,
Peter & Gordon,
Moby Grape,
JFA,
Nation of Ulysses,
H. Thieme,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fire Engines,
Newcleus,
Drive Like Jehu,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camberwell Now,
The Happenings,
Saccharine Trust,
Davy DMX,
Deakin,
The Seeds,
Supertramp,
Duran Duran,
Joey Negro,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Thee Headcoats,
48th St. Collective,
Sparks,
Kurtis Blow,
Deepchord,
The Fortunes,
The Tremeloes,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.