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 Belgium and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Modern Lovers to the disco 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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Lou Reed,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Techniques,
Interpol,
the Soft Cell,
Ituana,
Cal Tjader,
The Velvet Underground,
Junior Murvin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Divine Comedy,
Siglo XX,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Standells,
Pulsallama,
Babytalk,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Yazoo,
Scrapy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Joensuu 1685,
Outsiders,
Hardrive,
The Index,
Little Man,
Judy Mowatt,
Yellowson,
Derrick Morgan,
The J.B.'s,
The Angels of Light,
PIL,
Talk Talk,
Alice Coltrane,
The Mojo Men,
John Coltrane,
Basic Channel,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ten City,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Graham Central Station,
Model 500,
The Blues Magoos,
Albert Ayler,
Easy Going,
June of 44,
Buzzcocks,
Moss Icon,
Barrington Levy,
Danielle Patucci,
The Young Rascals,
John Holt,
Maleditus Sound,
Crooked Eye,
DNA,
Mad Mike,
Marc Almond,
Toni Rubio,
Yaz,
Second Layer,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.