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 Macedonia and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Salvador.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Slave 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cowsills,
Niagra,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Aloha Tigers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Sonics,
Sun Ra,
Skriet,
Organ,
The Busters,
Marvin Gaye,
Television Personalities,
Babytalk,
Drive Like Jehu,
China Crisis,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kerri Chandler,
The United States of America,
Donny Hathaway,
Wolf Eyes,
The Mojo Men,
Ken Boothe,
Roger Hodgson,
Electric Prunes,
Section 25,
The Vogues,
Inner City,
Subhumans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Davy DMX,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soft Cell,
Icehouse,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alphaville,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sarah Menescal,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Searchers,
FM Einheit,
The Sonics,
Alton Ellis,
Michelle Simonal,
Index,
The Invisible,
Jeff Lynne,
Dorothy Ashby,
Con Funk Shun,
Fear,
Surgeon,
Bill Wells,
Thee Headcoats,
Fatback Band,
The Victims,
The Associates,
Hardrive,
Youth Brigade,
New Order,
Beasts of Bourbon,
T.S.O.L.,
Mo-Dettes,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.