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 United Kingdom and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Technova to the rock 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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
World's Most,
The Martian,
The Cowsills,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Invisible,
Oblivians,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Saccharine Trust,
The Electric Prunes,
Lou Reed,
Ultra Naté,
Black Bananas,
Index,
Sister Nancy,
Loose Ends,
The Slackers,
Blossom Toes,
Zapp,
Marvin Gaye,
CMW,
Royal Trux,
Procol Harum,
Soft Machine,
Camouflage,
MC5,
Todd Terry,
New York Dolls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sixth Finger,
Amon Düül II,
Archie Shepp,
Robert Hood,
Eric Dolphy,
The J.B.'s,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fad Gadget,
Half Japanese,
Schoolly D,
Little Man,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Smoke,
The Beau Brummels,
The Litter,
Country Teasers,
Pantytec,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Stockholm Monsters,
Eric B and Rakim,
PIL,
Ituana,
Franke,
Lindisfarne,
Dead Boys,
Bill Near,
Chrome,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.