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 Liechtenstein and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Tehran and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 MC5 to the punk 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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Lakeside,
The Divine Comedy,
Mantronix,
ABC,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Steve Hackett,
Wally Richardson,
Television,
Reuben Wilson,
Yusef Lateef,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Man Parrish,
Tim Buckley,
Rod Modell,
Ohio Players,
Arab on Radar,
Shuggie Otis,
Ten City,
Erykah Badu,
Flipper,
Boz Scaggs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
10cc,
The Sound,
Minor Threat,
The Count Five,
The Walker Brothers,
Unwound,
Intrusion,
Tres Demented,
The Mummies,
La Düsseldorf,
Connie Case,
The Fortunes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cecil Taylor,
Aaron Thompson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bill Wells,
Electric Prunes,
Anthony Braxton,
Camberwell Now,
Graham Central Station,
Ronan,
The Pop Group,
Angry Samoans,
the Normal,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Index,
Kurtis Blow,
Cabaret Voltaire,
John Lydon,
Japan,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Evens,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Matthew Halsall,
The Monks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scan 7,
Rapeman,
Quantec,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.