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 Georgia and from Lyon.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Country Joe & The Fish 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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
Wally Richardson,
The Raincoats,
Public Enemy,
Spandau Ballet,
Cal Tjader,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sound Behaviour,
Danielle Patucci,
Hoover,
Arab on Radar,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Surgeon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Cecil Taylor,
Camberwell Now,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Animal Collective,
The Leaves,
Minny Pops,
Radiohead,
Michelle Simonal,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Soul II Soul,
Scratch Acid,
Sex Pistols,
Don Cherry,
Mandrill,
Icehouse,
Carl Craig,
Thompson Twins,
The Zeros,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Harmonia,
Deakin,
The Names,
Kaleidoscope,
Godley & Creme,
Jeru the Damaja,
Wings,
Ten City,
Subhumans,
The Associates,
Roy Ayers,
Fad Gadget,
Davy DMX,
Soulsonic Force,
Erasure,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Cowsills,
The Smoke,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Buzzcocks,
Unwound,
Easy Going,
The Velvet Underground,
Oneida,
Suburban Knight,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.