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 Sri Lanka and from Lyon.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 mellotron 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 Massinfluence to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Rapeman,
The Grass Roots,
Livin' Joy,
Hoover,
Slave,
Zero Boys,
Au Pairs,
Roger Hodgson,
Lyres,
Tim Buckley,
The Young Rascals,
Thee Headcoats,
The Searchers,
Talk Talk,
Blossom Toes,
Reagan Youth,
Wire,
Slick Rick,
Jesper Dahlback,
David McCallum,
Rotary Connection,
Robert Hood,
Scientists,
U.S. Maple,
Deakin,
The Associates,
Charles Mingus,
Ossler,
Oneida,
Boz Scaggs,
MC5,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ultra Naté,
Anthony Braxton,
Freddie Wadling,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Section 25,
James White and The Blacks,
Shoche,
The Slits,
The Dead C,
New Order,
The Trojans,
Cameo,
Albert Ayler,
The Remains,
Lalann,
Zapp,
Outsiders,
Lou Reed,
The Smiths,
Gang Green,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Magma,
the Soft Cell,
Popol Vuh,
Roy Ayers,
Aswad,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sex Pistols,
This Heat,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.