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 China and from Seoul.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Easy Going,
Unrelated Segments,
Bobby Womack,
DJ Sneak,
The Standells,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
In Retrospect,
The Velvet Underground,
Yaz,
Rites of Spring,
Skriet,
Lucky Dragons,
Camberwell Now,
The Moleskins,
The Motions,
Rod Modell,
Television,
New York Dolls,
Lebanon Hanover,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sparks,
Circle Jerks,
Thee Headcoats,
Danielle Patucci,
Cheater Slicks,
The Human League,
The Barracudas,
Donald Byrd,
Hardrive,
Fat Boys,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Oblivians,
Bang On A Can,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pere Ubu,
Quantec,
Magma,
The Young Rascals,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Neon Judgement,
Mark Hollis,
Alphaville,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sällskapet,
The Saints,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mo-Dettes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Idris Muhammad,
The Black Dice,
FM Einheit,
Ice-T,
Eric Copeland,
Quando Quango,
Simply Red,
Model 500,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Crooked Eye,
CMW,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.