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 Taiwan and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Blackbyrds to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
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,
Pharoah Sanders,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Arab on Radar,
Reuben Wilson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Todd Rundgren,
EPMD,
The Searchers,
In Retrospect,
Stetsasonic,
Guru Guru,
Slave,
Gang Green,
Section 25,
The Dirtbombs,
The Fall,
Slick Rick,
Excepter,
Joey Negro,
Absolute Body Control,
Wasted Youth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Joy Division,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Count Five,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Slackers,
Buzzcocks,
Fugazi,
Groovy Waters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Skaos,
Tubeway Army,
The Human League,
This Heat,
Vainqueur,
The Blues Magoos,
Sexual Harrassment,
Steve Hackett,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mad Mike,
Audionom,
Yaz,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Human League,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Intrusion,
Japan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Anthony Braxton,
Technova,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
DNA,
Cameo,
Bluetip,
the Association,
Black Moon,
Main Source,
Jeru the Damaja,
Theoretical Girls,
The Associates,
Interpol,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.