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 Lithuania and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 808 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 The Fire Engines to the dance 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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Detroit Cobras,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Accadde A,
June Days,
Darondo,
Agent Orange,
Gang Gang Dance,
Black Flag,
Porter Ricks,
The Real Kids,
Yaz,
OOIOO,
Radiopuhelimet,
Matthew Halsall,
Arab on Radar,
Agitation Free,
Matthew Bourne,
Newcleus,
The Young Rascals,
Crime,
Drexciya,
Marine Girls,
Scientists,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Godley & Creme,
Hasil Adkins,
Soul Sonic Force,
Urselle,
L. Decosne,
Isaac Hayes,
The Invisible,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lou Reed,
Arcadia,
Bizarre Inc.,
JFA,
Cal Tjader,
Cameo,
Aural Exciters,
Amon Düül II,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Busters,
Hashim,
The Mojo Men,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Aaron Thompson,
Funky Four + One,
Rod Modell,
Johnny Osbourne,
Joensuu 1685,
Alton Ellis,
Youth Brigade,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Tremeloes,
The Red Krayola,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Modern Lovers,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.