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 Rwanda and from Toronto.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 mellotron 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 Sugar Minott to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus 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?
Circle Jerks,
Cybotron,
Matthew Halsall,
The Human League,
Fat Boys,
Thompson Twins,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Neil Young,
Tears for Fears,
Second Layer,
X-102,
The Dead C,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Radio Birdman,
Silicon Teens,
Joe Smooth,
Chris Corsano,
Moss Icon,
Blancmange,
Franke,
Infiniti,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
DJ Style,
Sonic Youth,
Shoche,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nirvana,
Barrington Levy,
Pylon,
The Walker Brothers,
Andrew Hill,
Make Up,
Scientists,
10cc,
Avey Tare,
Toni Rubio,
The Martian,
Schoolly D,
Rapeman,
Jawbox,
Barry Ungar,
Echospace,
Dead Boys,
Brand Nubian,
June of 44,
Bobby Hutcherson,
kango's stein massive,
The Associates,
Mad Mike,
Surgeon,
Skarface,
Alton Ellis,
Q and Not U,
Heaven 17,
Ralphi Rosario,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Swans,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.