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 Iceland and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 güiro 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 Cybotron to the crunk 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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All The Neon Judgement tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
The Angels of Light,
Oneida,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
kango's stein massive,
The Gap Band,
Joy Division,
Quadrant,
K-Klass,
Livin' Joy,
The Evens,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sex Pistols,
Beasts of Bourbon,
cv313,
Janne Schatter,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
James White and The Blacks,
Eric B and Rakim,
Freddie Wadling,
Ronan,
Excepter,
Neu!,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Fugs,
These Immortal Souls,
Audionom,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Symarip,
The Red Krayola,
A Certain Ratio,
June of 44,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Soft Cell,
U.S. Maple,
Easy Going,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
F. McDonald,
Flamin' Groovies,
Eli Mardock,
The Busters,
Todd Rundgren,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Sonics,
Delta 5,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Essential Logic,
Alison Limerick,
Marvin Gaye,
Hasil Adkins,
Outsiders,
Schoolly D,
The Skatalites,
Susan Cadogan,
The Divine Comedy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Smog,
E-Dancer,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.