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 Grenada and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 Eden Ahbez to the grunge 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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alison Limerick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crooked Eye,
Roger Hodgson,
Hashim,
Rosa Yemen,
Kerri Chandler,
Marvin Gaye,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
John Foxx,
Terry Callier,
48th St. Collective,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
David McCallum,
Qualms,
MC5,
Dennis Brown,
Ossler,
Lou Reed,
Vladislav Delay,
Scientists,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Agitation Free,
Buzzcocks,
Trumans Water,
Nirvana,
Livin' Joy,
The Associates,
The Searchers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Selecter,
Can,
Massinfluence,
Patti Smith,
The Five Americans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Stetsasonic,
Von Mondo,
Slave,
Y Pants,
Idris Muhammad,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Misunderstood,
Cluster,
World's Most,
The Zeros,
Brick,
Lindisfarne,
Juan Atkins,
Jacques Brel,
Basic Channel,
Little Man,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Michelle Simonal,
Babytalk,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tomorrow,
Ten City,
Black Moon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Joe Smooth,
Minny Pops,
Barry Ungar,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.