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 Cape Verde and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin 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 ABBA to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
Boogie Down Productions,
Max Romeo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jeff Lynne,
The Associates,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Amon Düül,
Howard Jones,
Derrick Morgan,
The American Breed,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pussy Galore,
The Birthday Party,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Quadrant,
Joensuu 1685,
The Saints,
Rekid,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Eric B and Rakim,
Simply Red,
Glambeats Corp.,
Soft Machine,
Gregory Isaacs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Moody Blues,
Dual Sessions,
The Smoke,
Nik Kershaw,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mars,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Dave Gahan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Outsiders,
Surgeon,
Sixth Finger,
John Foxx,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Robert Görl,
Altered Images,
Model 500,
Newcleus,
Half Japanese,
Todd Terry,
Rod Modell,
Erykah Badu,
Hashim,
Spandau Ballet,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Last Poets,
Jawbox,
The Searchers,
Warren Ellis,
Anthony Braxton,
Stiv Bators,
London Community Gospel Choir,
DJ Style,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.