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 Austria and from Delhi.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes 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 John Holt to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gladiators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Parrish,
Wings,
Roxy Music,
Marmalade,
Bootsy Collins,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kayak,
The Sound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crispy Ambulance,
Aural Exciters,
LL Cool J,
Erykah Badu,
Jeff Lynne,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Trojans,
Archie Shepp,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soft Cell,
D'Angelo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Smiths,
The Fortunes,
Second Layer,
Ronnie Foster,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Techniques,
Camouflage,
The Standells,
Inner City,
Soulsonic Force,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Skatalites,
Jeru the Damaja,
Barrington Levy,
Idris Muhammad,
Public Image Ltd.,
Television Personalities,
Fugazi,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
MC5,
Country Teasers,
Barbara Tucker,
Cybotron,
The Blackbyrds,
Wally Richardson,
R.M.O.,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Underground Resistance,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Joensuu 1685,
Banda Bassotti,
Agitation Free,
Rites of Spring,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ludus,
T. Rex,
Bobby Byrd,
Excepter,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.