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 Peru and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 Nas to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Doors. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat 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 crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
The Pop Group,
Terrestrial Tones,
Loose Ends,
China Crisis,
Ponytail,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fat Boys,
Ornette Coleman,
Mission of Burma,
These Immortal Souls,
KRS-One,
Agitation Free,
Sun Ra,
Ten City,
Gerry Rafferty,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sixth Finger,
Franke,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Monks,
David Bowie,
Rapeman,
Easy Going,
The Offenders,
Amon Düül II,
Organ,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ludus,
Yaz,
Glenn Branca,
The Five Americans,
Soft Machine,
T.S.O.L.,
Sonic Youth,
The Evens,
Crime,
Fluxion,
Joensuu 1685,
The Associates,
Rod Modell,
The Golliwogs,
Index,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Holt,
Gabor Szabo,
Blake Baxter,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Happenings,
Nico,
The Victims,
Boogie Down Productions,
Hot Snakes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Toni Rubio,
June Days,
Unwound,
Mark Hollis,
Accadde A,
U.S. Maple,
Derrick May,
Black Moon,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.