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 Colombia and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Seoul.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Excepter to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Juan Atkins,
Joensuu 1685,
The Golliwogs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Frankie Knuckles,
Electric Prunes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Reuben Wilson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rapeman,
These Immortal Souls,
Dorothy Ashby,
Silicon Teens,
Laurel Aitken,
Ornette Coleman,
Mr. Review,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pere Ubu,
Archie Shepp,
Arthur Verocai,
the Soft Cell,
Symarip,
Rufus Thomas,
Vainqueur,
Byron Stingily,
Nas,
The Fugs,
Depeche Mode,
Liliput,
Bill Near,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Monochrome Set,
Sonny Sharrock,
Wings,
Severed Heads,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Crispian St. Peters,
Clear Light,
Ken Boothe,
Ludus,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pole,
Harmonia,
Derrick Morgan,
Camberwell Now,
Popol Vuh,
Black Sheep,
Godley & Creme,
Half Japanese,
Saccharine Trust,
Rites of Spring,
Stockholm Monsters,
Brass Construction,
Joy Division,
Tommy Roe,
Gong,
Eurythmics,
David McCallum,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Animal Collective,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.