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 Azerbaijan and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 sitar 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 Yazoo to the grime 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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stockholm Monsters,
Banda Bassotti,
Joe Smooth,
LL Cool J,
Procol Harum,
Thee Headcoats,
Juan Atkins,
Ice-T,
Skarface,
Television Personalities,
Talk Talk,
Fad Gadget,
Goldenarms,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Pretty Things,
Shoche,
Kurtis Blow,
Parry Music,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lucky Dragons,
Absolute Body Control,
Toni Rubio,
The Techniques,
Crime,
The Monks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
David Axelrod,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Soft Machine,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Suburban Knight,
Babytalk,
Agent Orange,
Cybotron,
Dark Day,
Bang On A Can,
Derrick May,
Marine Girls,
Suicide,
The Pop Group,
Bobby Sherman,
Infiniti,
Scratch Acid,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sex Pistols,
Severed Heads,
T. Rex,
Bootsy Collins,
Inner City,
One Last Wish,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Todd Rundgren,
The Stooges,
Main Source,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lightning Bolt,
H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme.
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.