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 Andorra and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 harpsichord 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 Ice-T to the punk 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gichy Dan,
Ken Boothe,
Byron Stingily,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Human League,
Thompson Twins,
Anakelly,
New Age Steppers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Connie Case,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Wasted Youth,
Loose Ends,
Alison Limerick,
Half Japanese,
Andrew Hill,
Newcleus,
Steve Hackett,
The United States of America,
Crispian St. Peters,
Swell Maps,
Fad Gadget,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gregory Isaacs,
Magma,
Tom Boy,
The Motions,
Television Personalities,
Eurythmics,
Make Up,
Arthur Verocai,
The Electric Prunes,
Mars,
Black Sheep,
The Seeds,
The Trojans,
Crispy Ambulance,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Golliwogs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Delon & Dalcan,
Barry Ungar,
Basic Channel,
E-Dancer,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Anthony Braxton,
Rufus Thomas,
Jeff Mills,
The Monochrome Set,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Smiths,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Throbbing Gristle,
Maleditus Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bill Near,
Dave Gahan,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.