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 Barbados 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Cairo.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Darondo to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
World's Most,
Mission of Burma,
Arthur Verocai,
Scion,
Barclay James Harvest,
Animal Collective,
Erasure,
Sun Ra,
Matthew Halsall,
Avey Tare,
Rufus Thomas,
10cc,
DJ Sneak,
Gang Starr,
The Smoke,
Tears for Fears,
The Dirtbombs,
The Tremeloes,
The Modern Lovers,
Al Stewart,
Warren Ellis,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lower 48,
Junior Murvin,
Mo-Dettes,
Skarface,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Shoche,
Radiohead,
Marc Almond,
Eve St. Jones,
Fluxion,
Bauhaus,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
David Bowie,
Oneida,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Stetsasonic,
Brass Construction,
Make Up,
The Divine Comedy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ohio Players,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mandrill,
Man Parrish,
D'Angelo,
the Swans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
MC5,
Carl Craig,
The Knickerbockers,
Underground Resistance,
One Last Wish,
The Gun Club,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Y Pants,
Iggy Pop,
Delta 5,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.