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 Lithuania and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 synthesizer 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 Sällskapet to the grunge 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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Spoonie Gee,
New Order,
Sun Ra,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bob Dylan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Von Mondo,
Pulsallama,
Jacob Miller,
Black Sheep,
Moby Grape,
Stereo Dub,
The Cramps,
Sarah Menescal,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Adolescents,
Barbara Tucker,
The Standells,
The Index,
Judy Mowatt,
The Kinks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Drexciya,
Freddie Wadling,
The Dirtbombs,
The Evens,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Joey Negro,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Saints,
The Angels of Light,
KRS-One,
Alton Ellis,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rapeman,
These Immortal Souls,
The United States of America,
World's Most,
Outsiders,
Essential Logic,
Charles Mingus,
Yusef Lateef,
Lalo Schifrin,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Slick Rick,
Soft Machine,
Faraquet,
The Motions,
Black Moon,
Bronski Beat,
Funkadelic,
Public Enemy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Skarface,
The Names,
Talk Talk,
Organ,
A Certain Ratio,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.