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 Bahrain and from Bremen.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mexico City.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fortunes to the grime 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
Iggy Pop,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Gladiators,
Ronnie Foster,
Bill Near,
Mad Mike,
Los Fastidios,
FM Einheit,
MC5,
Alton Ellis,
Public Enemy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
LL Cool J,
Donald Byrd,
Andrew Hill,
Glambeats Corp.,
These Immortal Souls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sällskapet,
The Fuzztones,
Marshall Jefferson,
Khruangbin,
Grauzone,
Eric Copeland,
Television Personalities,
The Fire Engines,
China Crisis,
Pharoah Sanders,
Masters at Work,
Electric Prunes,
Slave,
Josef K,
Faraquet,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gong,
the Normal,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gerry Rafferty,
Funky Four + One,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Suicide,
Public Image Ltd.,
Connie Case,
Ralphi Rosario,
Nils Olav,
Youth Brigade,
Steve Hackett,
Sarah Menescal,
Scratch Acid,
Das Ding,
The Skatalites,
Lakeside,
Roy Ayers,
The Neon Judgement,
Bobby Sherman,
Quando Quango,
The Smoke,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Doors,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Parry Music,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.