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 Micronesia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Michael McDonald 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 Danielle Patucci to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Joy Division,
Sparks,
the Swans,
Main Source,
The Misunderstood,
Agent Orange,
Lightning Bolt,
Dawn Penn,
Goldenarms,
Quadrant,
Boredoms,
Shoche,
Mantronix,
Faust,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rufus Thomas,
Gabor Szabo,
Hot Snakes,
Dennis Brown,
Connie Case,
PIL,
Zero Boys,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Divine Comedy,
The Fire Engines,
Aswad,
Crime,
Zapp,
Ultra Naté,
Warsaw,
Sun City Girls,
Kaleidoscope,
Fela Kuti,
Fugazi,
Byron Stingily,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kenny Larkin,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Patti Smith,
Marc Almond,
Joe Smooth,
Mandrill,
New Age Steppers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Michelle Simonal,
The United States of America,
Das Ding,
Pulsallama,
Cymande,
Chris Corsano,
Alice Coltrane,
Sight & Sound,
The Music Machine,
Radiohead,
Scan 7,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Skarface,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
EPMD,
Curtis Mayfield,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.