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 South Africa and from Madrid.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Cybotron to the techno 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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
Stiv Bators,
X-102,
Rotary Connection,
Nas,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Carl Craig,
Bill Near,
Gang Starr,
Joe Finger,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Blossom Toes,
Radio Birdman,
Byron Stingily,
Ken Boothe,
Kurtis Blow,
Gang Green,
Iggy Pop,
Bush Tetras,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Wally Richardson,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cybotron,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Absolute Body Control,
Tubeway Army,
Scan 7,
Robert Görl,
Suicide,
Man Eating Sloth,
Black Moon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Cowsills,
MC5,
Icehouse,
Sexual Harrassment,
Joey Negro,
Nils Olav,
Mantronix,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Soul II Soul,
Aaron Thompson,
Blake Baxter,
Soft Cell,
Bobby Byrd,
Neu!,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Shuggie Otis,
Susan Cadogan,
The Evens,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Hot Snakes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Swans,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.