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 Nauru and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Shanghai.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Eric Dolphy to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Talk Talk,
Organ,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Nas,
Joey Negro,
New Order,
The Gap Band,
Unwound,
Reagan Youth,
Jandek,
Cymande,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Faust,
Marvin Gaye,
Au Pairs,
Half Japanese,
Bad Manners,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sparks,
Kool Moe Dee,
World's Most,
Fatback Band,
Ituana,
The Saints,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cal Tjader,
Peter and Kerry,
Make Up,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Junior Murvin,
Model 500,
DNA,
MC5,
The Black Dice,
Gabor Szabo,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Fortunes,
Rod Modell,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Nirvana,
R.M.O.,
Peter & Gordon,
Aaron Thompson,
the Sonics,
The Angels of Light,
F. McDonald,
Infiniti,
Aural Exciters,
H. Thieme,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Cure,
The Mummies,
Agent Orange,
Ten City,
T. Rex,
the Germs,
Con Funk Shun,
Radiopuhelimet,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.