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 Marshall Islands 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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Philadelphia.
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 guitar 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch to the rock 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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Gabor Szabo,
Marvin Gaye,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bobby Sherman,
Skarface,
Boz Scaggs,
Bootsy Collins,
Derrick Morgan,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Traffic Nightmare,
New Order,
Erykah Badu,
Sonic Youth,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bizarre Inc.,
Joyce Sims,
Nirvana,
Carl Craig,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Prince Buster,
Zapp,
Anakelly,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Livin' Joy,
The Associates,
Rites of Spring,
Bauhaus,
Sexual Harrassment,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gong,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eden Ahbez,
Lou Reed,
Roger Hodgson,
Godley & Creme,
Rekid,
Khruangbin,
Pagans,
Suburban Knight,
Mission of Burma,
The Busters,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eddi Front,
DJ Style,
Moebius,
Fad Gadget,
Eric Copeland,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
PIL,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nils Olav,
R.M.O.,
Joensuu 1685,
The United States of America,
Yazoo,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.