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 Latvia and from Tokyo.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Babytalk to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Camberwell Now,
Tom Boy,
Infiniti,
Slave,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Davy DMX,
Prince Buster,
The Smoke,
L. Decosne,
Desert Stars,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Yellowson,
Grauzone,
The Vogues,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sun City Girls,
The Five Americans,
Crash Course in Science,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jerry's Kids,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Donald Byrd,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Altered Images,
Max Romeo,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Absolute Body Control,
The Stooges,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fluxion,
Barclay James Harvest,
Flipper,
Warsaw,
Clear Light,
Deakin,
New York Dolls,
Gerry Rafferty,
Wire,
Yusef Lateef,
La Düsseldorf,
Gang Green,
Frankie Knuckles,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Avey Tare,
Flamin' Groovies,
Darondo,
The Pretty Things,
The Standells,
David Bowie,
Quantec,
Mars,
PIL,
Nation of Ulysses,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jacob Miller,
The Fall,
Jeff Mills,
Alison Limerick,
Icehouse,
Marine Girls,
Franke,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.