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 Nauru and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Oneida to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ice-T,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Stooges,
Spoonie Gee,
Fatback Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Ponytail,
UT,
Guru Guru,
Nik Kershaw,
The Beau Brummels,
The Doobie Brothers,
Goldenarms,
Smog,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Surgeon,
Kayak,
Sun Ra,
Godley & Creme,
Aural Exciters,
Marc Almond,
Graham Central Station,
Isaac Hayes,
Ultra Naté,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Doors,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sugar Minott,
Gerry Rafferty,
Crime,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Black Sheep,
Groovy Waters,
The Sound,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sound Behaviour,
Matthew Halsall,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Quando Quango,
Black Pus,
EPMD,
Barry Ungar,
Pagans,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Cybotron,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Tremeloes,
Excepter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eric Dolphy,
Moebius,
Janne Schatter,
Ken Boothe,
The Fuzztones,
Animal Collective,
Barrington Levy,
The Leaves,
Procol Harum,
Gastr Del Sol,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.