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 Monaco and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 LL Cool J to the grunge 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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erykah Badu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Sparks,
The Moleskins,
Index,
Ludus,
Kool Moe Dee,
In Retrospect,
Reuben Wilson,
Sound Behaviour,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tres Demented,
Colin Newman,
Lucky Dragons,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pole,
the Sonics,
Don Cherry,
Ituana,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cluster,
The Cure,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Sound,
Liliput,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Hardrive,
Flamin' Groovies,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
CMW,
Roy Ayers,
Ten City,
The Gladiators,
Kerri Chandler,
Scrapy,
the Association,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Absolute Body Control,
Television,
Excepter,
Joey Negro,
Ken Boothe,
The Zeros,
Minor Threat,
Barbara Tucker,
Tubeway Army,
The Beau Brummels,
The Doors,
Harpers Bizarre,
Grandmaster Flash,
New York Dolls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Clear Light,
Lightning Bolt,
Amon Düül,
Khruangbin,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Chris Corsano,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Severed Heads,
Bobby Sherman,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.