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 Congo and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Philadelphia.
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 guitar 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 Dual Sessions to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Lindisfarne,
Shuggie Otis,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Barry Ungar,
Oblivians,
Ponytail,
Outsiders,
Marmalade,
In Retrospect,
Circle Jerks,
Peter and Kerry,
Flipper,
Bill Wells,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
ABBA,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Knickerbockers,
Black Flag,
Barrington Levy,
Davy DMX,
Avey Tare,
Marcia Griffiths,
Rapeman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Todd Rundgren,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ten City,
Swans,
Robert Hood,
Underground Resistance,
The Slackers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Misunderstood,
10cc,
Trumans Water,
The Techniques,
MDC,
Andrew Hill,
The Smoke,
Panda Bear,
Stockholm Monsters,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eric Copeland,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Germs,
Crash Course in Science,
One Last Wish,
The Gap Band,
Icehouse,
Arab on Radar,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Soft Cell,
cv313,
Hasil Adkins,
Brand Nubian,
Man Parrish,
Grey Daturas,
The Skatalites,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.