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 Serbia and from Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 marimba 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 Tomorrow to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Motions. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Deakin,
Scan 7,
Joe Finger,
Brass Construction,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jerry's Kids,
Rites of Spring,
Chris Corsano,
The Walker Brothers,
Lou Reed,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Procol Harum,
The Last Poets,
Robert Wyatt,
Donald Byrd,
Amon Düül II,
The Leaves,
Davy DMX,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pole,
Theoretical Girls,
Icehouse,
Kayak,
The Music Machine,
The Happenings,
Smog,
The Doobie Brothers,
Soft Machine,
Make Up,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Au Pairs,
Susan Cadogan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Aural Exciters,
Adolescents,
Henry Cow,
Barclay James Harvest,
Con Funk Shun,
Sex Pistols,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Masters at Work,
The Gladiators,
Skarface,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The J.B.'s,
The Dirtbombs,
Animal Collective,
Bizarre Inc.,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Andrew Hill,
Morten Harket,
Funky Four + One,
The Raincoats,
Nirvana,
Clear Light,
Massinfluence,
Ultravox,
DNA,
Jeff Mills,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.