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 Turkey and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sound Behaviour to the dance 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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terrestrial Tones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Max Romeo,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lalann,
The Happenings,
Motorama,
Theoretical Girls,
Brick,
New Order,
Von Mondo,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Archie Shepp,
The Cure,
The Fortunes,
John Coltrane,
Donald Byrd,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Goldenarms,
Cymande,
Groovy Waters,
Sonic Youth,
Jesper Dahlback,
Interpol,
PIL,
Jawbox,
Don Cherry,
Ralphi Rosario,
Tropical Tobacco,
Derrick May,
The Stooges,
Minnie Riperton,
Bang On A Can,
Gang of Four,
Index,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eve St. Jones,
Youth Brigade,
Peter and Kerry,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Dark Day,
Althea and Donna,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Intrusion,
Pagans,
Black Sheep,
the Sonics,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Urselle,
Qualms,
Trumans Water,
Simply Red,
Byron Stingily,
Electric Prunes,
8 Eyed Spy,
Accadde A,
The Buckinghams,
Fad Gadget,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Icehouse,
Tom Boy,
Spoonie Gee,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.