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 Jordan and from Manila.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Don Cherry to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Moss Icon,
Warren Ellis,
Metal Thangz,
China Crisis,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sarah Menescal,
the Fania All-Stars,
Public Enemy,
MDC,
Dave Gahan,
Suicide,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bootsy Collins,
The Stooges,
Rosa Yemen,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
JFA,
Boz Scaggs,
David McCallum,
Silicon Teens,
Minor Threat,
Supertramp,
48th St. Collective,
The Walker Brothers,
Donny Hathaway,
Kaleidoscope,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ludus,
The United States of America,
Camouflage,
Junior Murvin,
The Human League,
Todd Terry,
Accadde A,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Real Kids,
Los Fastidios,
the Normal,
Vainqueur,
Surgeon,
Eli Mardock,
Pere Ubu,
James White and The Blacks,
Faust,
Pagans,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Infiniti,
Isaac Hayes,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Piero Umiliani,
Yazoo,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Das Ding,
Danielle Patucci,
Fad Gadget,
Amon Düül II,
the Sonics,
Gang Gang Dance,
Intrusion,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.