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 Samoa and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Visage 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 Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Zapp,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
L. Decosne,
Matthew Halsall,
The Monochrome Set,
Hasil Adkins,
The Velvet Underground,
Kool Moe Dee,
Echospace,
The Cramps,
Magazine,
The Last Poets,
Marc Almond,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cluster,
Suburban Knight,
Lucky Dragons,
Parry Music,
Tropical Tobacco,
Nick Fraelich,
The Moleskins,
La Düsseldorf,
Simply Red,
Soulsonic Force,
T.S.O.L.,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Harmonia,
Grauzone,
Derrick Morgan,
E-Dancer,
In Retrospect,
Boredoms,
Alton Ellis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Thompson Twins,
Pet Shop Boys,
Arcadia,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scratch Acid,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mark Hollis,
Gang Starr,
Slave,
Dave Gahan,
Khruangbin,
The Litter,
Maurizio,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ultra Naté,
Rod Modell,
Shuggie Otis,
Steve Hackett,
Das Ding,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
DNA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chrome,
Ituana,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Massinfluence,
Easy Going,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.