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 Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 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 Y Pants to the rock 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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
John Lydon,
Morten Harket,
Goldenarms,
Jacob Miller,
LL Cool J,
Marmalade,
James White and The Blacks,
The Techniques,
Animal Collective,
Hasil Adkins,
Ultravox,
Von Mondo,
Quantec,
Camberwell Now,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Simply Red,
Aaron Thompson,
Sandy B,
Spandau Ballet,
the Soft Cell,
Rekid,
The Toasters,
Tommy Roe,
The Young Rascals,
Blossom Toes,
Robert Wyatt,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
New Order,
Negative Approach,
the Swans,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Moody Blues,
In Retrospect,
Icehouse,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The American Breed,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Niagra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mission of Burma,
Radiohead,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bill Near,
Todd Terry,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Trumans Water,
Vladislav Delay,
Nas,
Kurtis Blow,
One Last Wish,
Jerry's Kids,
The Neon Judgement,
Brick,
Babytalk,
The Happenings,
Young Marble Giants,
Pere Ubu,
The Selecter,
Drexciya,
Ten City,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.