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 Vanuatu and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 harpsichord 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 Skaos to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Cecil Taylor,
Man Eating Sloth,
Black Bananas,
Joey Negro,
Godley & Creme,
Tim Buckley,
Make Up,
Warren Ellis,
Interpol,
Fluxion,
The Music Machine,
Jeff Lynne,
Cheater Slicks,
Dual Sessions,
Tom Boy,
The Busters,
Lou Reed,
Harry Pussy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Circle Jerks,
Rotary Connection,
Aural Exciters,
The Dead C,
Nik Kershaw,
Masters at Work,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Guru Guru,
Yellowson,
The Walker Brothers,
the Association,
Warsaw,
Brothers Johnson,
Sixth Finger,
Donny Hathaway,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kayak,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Archie Shepp,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lalann,
Eve St. Jones,
Crime,
Leonard Cohen,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Cal Tjader,
Theoretical Girls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Glenn Branca,
Soft Machine,
Hardrive,
Bootsy Collins,
Camberwell Now,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Detroit Cobras,
Harmonia,
The Selecter,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Red Krayola,
Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp.
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.