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 Seychelles and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 theremin 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the electroclash 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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks 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 crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Cybotron,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Brick,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nick Fraelich,
Warsaw,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Skarface,
the Swans,
Animal Collective,
Reuben Wilson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tommy Roe,
Minnie Riperton,
Little Man,
Suburban Knight,
The Music Machine,
The Cowsills,
Los Fastidios,
The Skatalites,
The Dirtbombs,
Alphaville,
The Five Americans,
The Remains,
Zapp,
ABBA,
Crispy Ambulance,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Adolescents,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Con Funk Shun,
Robert Wyatt,
Sexual Harrassment,
Depeche Mode,
The Monochrome Set,
Fear,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Easy Going,
the Sonics,
Slave,
Aural Exciters,
Schoolly D,
Bizarre Inc.,
Steve Hackett,
Terry Callier,
Altered Images,
Brothers Johnson,
Porter Ricks,
the Bar-Kays,
Nik Kershaw,
Swans,
Black Moon,
Simply Red,
OOIOO,
Harmonia,
Kayak,
The Dead C,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Glambeats Corp.,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.