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 Comoros and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Newcleus to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Association. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers Ubiquity 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Moebius,
U.S. Maple,
Essential Logic,
Barrington Levy,
Soul II Soul,
DJ Style,
Wasted Youth,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Misunderstood,
X-101,
Unrelated Segments,
The Doors,
The Selecter,
LL Cool J,
Das Ding,
Mantronix,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kenny Larkin,
Ludus,
Main Source,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Idris Muhammad,
Pulsallama,
Laurel Aitken,
Agitation Free,
Alison Limerick,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Marvin Gaye,
Jacob Miller,
Tom Boy,
The Toasters,
The J.B.'s,
Lou Reed,
Skriet,
Dual Sessions,
Infiniti,
Ornette Coleman,
Sarah Menescal,
Lebanon Hanover,
Byron Stingily,
Dark Day,
Arthur Verocai,
the Association,
Quadrant,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jeff Mills,
Agent Orange,
Minutemen,
Tropical Tobacco,
Leonard Cohen,
Little Man,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Circle Jerks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Joy Division,
Hasil Adkins,
AZ,
The Moleskins,
Loose Ends,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.