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 Poland and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Livin' Joy to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Radiohead,
Minny Pops,
Kaleidoscope,
Bush Tetras,
Buzzcocks,
The Modern Lovers,
Ronan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Arthur Verocai,
Marshall Jefferson,
Hardrive,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Radio Birdman,
Monks,
Warren Ellis,
Hashim,
Glambeats Corp.,
Chris & Cosey,
The Kinks,
Ten City,
Icehouse,
The Music Machine,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Mummies,
Organ,
Flash Fearless,
Grauzone,
Babytalk,
Scientists,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Tubeway Army,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pantytec,
H. Thieme,
Eurythmics,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Motions,
The J.B.'s,
Skriet,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Funky Four + One,
Zero Boys,
Jerry's Kids,
The Stooges,
DJ Sneak,
Joey Negro,
Desert Stars,
Piero Umiliani,
Kas Product,
Slick Rick,
Pharoah Sanders,
Crispian St. Peters,
Agent Orange,
Neu!,
Absolute Body Control,
Yaz,
Jimmy McGriff,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
PIL,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.