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 Guinea and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 snare 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Pierre Henry,
The Buckinghams,
Oneida,
Index,
Ronnie Foster,
Colin Newman,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Litter,
Grauzone,
Ice-T,
Joyce Sims,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Smiths,
Black Moon,
The Residents,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marine Girls,
Funkadelic,
New Age Steppers,
Delta 5,
Whodini,
Los Fastidios,
Gang Green,
Von Mondo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fluxion,
The Slackers,
Scion,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Laurel Aitken,
The Gap Band,
Ludus,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Amon Düül II,
Qualms,
Ponytail,
Sparks,
Scan 7,
Alton Ellis,
Gang of Four,
The Neon Judgement,
Bauhaus,
The Searchers,
Supertramp,
La Düsseldorf,
Electric Prunes,
Marc Almond,
Urselle,
Moss Icon,
Jesper Dahlback,
David McCallum,
Lyres,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Moody Blues,
The Kinks,
Derrick May,
Magma,
Glenn Branca,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.