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 Iceland and from Tokyo.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Throbbing Gristle to the jazz 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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Gong,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fear,
Hot Snakes,
KRS-One,
EPMD,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bad Manners,
Jacob Miller,
Silicon Teens,
This Heat,
Johnny Clarke,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Busters,
Al Stewart,
Harpers Bizarre,
Q65,
Parry Music,
Young Marble Giants,
Kerri Chandler,
The Smoke,
Soul II Soul,
Crooked Eye,
Fluxion,
The Happenings,
Brass Construction,
Dual Sessions,
Toni Rubio,
The Gladiators,
Boogie Down Productions,
Josef K,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
DNA,
Television,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Young Rascals,
The J.B.'s,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rod Modell,
Ultra Naté,
Brand Nubian,
Marmalade,
Gang of Four,
The Dirtbombs,
The Fall,
Bobby Byrd,
Joy Division,
Ronan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fugs,
Iggy Pop,
Tomorrow,
The Doors,
H. Thieme,
The Human League,
The Fortunes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Buzzcocks,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.