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 Monaco and from Shanghai.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 guitar 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 The Raincoats to the dance 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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s 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 Hoover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Public Enemy,
Skriet,
Terry Callier,
Los Fastidios,
Camberwell Now,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Human League,
David Axelrod,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Monks,
Mr. Review,
Piero Umiliani,
Section 25,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Derrick Morgan,
Nick Fraelich,
Little Man,
The Misunderstood,
The Pretty Things,
Matthew Halsall,
The J.B.'s,
The Black Dice,
Johnny Clarke,
The Residents,
Shuggie Otis,
Desert Stars,
Bobby Womack,
Amon Düül II,
The Modern Lovers,
Nik Kershaw,
Echospace,
James White and The Blacks,
The Buckinghams,
The Motions,
Ohio Players,
Janne Schatter,
Buzzcocks,
Urselle,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Glambeats Corp.,
Public Image Ltd.,
Depeche Mode,
Quadrant,
Toni Rubio,
Skaos,
Peter & Gordon,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
AZ,
Panda Bear,
Scrapy,
Young Marble Giants,
The Vogues,
Wasted Youth,
Minny Pops,
Laurel Aitken,
Quantec,
The Fire Engines,
The Divine Comedy,
Loose Ends,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.