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 Slovakia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Reuben Wilson to the crunk 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 The Men They Couldn't Hang. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lakeside,
Smog,
The Moleskins,
Monks,
Wire,
Curtis Mayfield,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Howard Jones,
Duran Duran,
Lou Christie,
The Techniques,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Oneida,
Tres Demented,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Arcadia,
Depeche Mode,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Agent Orange,
Donny Hathaway,
Hasil Adkins,
The Happenings,
Erykah Badu,
Bush Tetras,
AZ,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
MDC,
Fela Kuti,
Hoover,
Skriet,
Babytalk,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
La Düsseldorf,
The Stooges,
Alton Ellis,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Minnie Riperton,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Drexciya,
One Last Wish,
Grauzone,
Eurythmics,
Camberwell Now,
Trumans Water,
Minutemen,
Y Pants,
Pharoah Sanders,
Isaac Hayes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Searchers,
Bluetip,
Robert Görl,
Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier.
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.