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 Montenegro and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 AZ to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Man Eating Sloth. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Bill Wells,
Model 500,
Marshall Jefferson,
Swans,
The Vogues,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Prince Buster,
Cybotron,
Gichy Dan,
Delta 5,
10cc,
The Residents,
Henry Cow,
The Mojo Men,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Offenders,
The Tremeloes,
Aloha Tigers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Gladiators,
Amon Düül II,
Audionom,
U.S. Maple,
Grey Daturas,
Gong,
Terry Callier,
Agitation Free,
K-Klass,
Fugazi,
Public Enemy,
The Evens,
James White and The Blacks,
Massinfluence,
Alison Limerick,
Frankie Knuckles,
David Bowie,
The Velvet Underground,
Yellowson,
Reuben Wilson,
Roxy Music,
Malaria!,
John Lydon,
Maurizio,
Altered Images,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lyres,
Robert Hood,
In Retrospect,
B.T. Express,
Lalann,
Das Ding,
Isaac Hayes,
Sparks,
Fluxion,
T.S.O.L.,
Trumans Water,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Al Stewart,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Silicon Teens,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.