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 Colombia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Tomorrow to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Marvin Gaye,
Ornette Coleman,
John Lydon,
Josef K,
The Cosmic Jokers,
PIL,
Jeff Mills,
Don Cherry,
Graham Central Station,
Neu!,
The Saints,
Audionom,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Dead C,
Joey Negro,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lower 48,
Quando Quango,
The Move,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Cure,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sonic Youth,
Kevin Saunderson,
Massinfluence,
Drexciya,
Yaz,
Kurtis Blow,
Metal Thangz,
The Beau Brummels,
E-Dancer,
JFA,
Theoretical Girls,
Duran Duran,
Slick Rick,
Ronnie Foster,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Das Ding,
Roger Hodgson,
Sugar Minott,
Max Romeo,
Porter Ricks,
Robert Hood,
Smog,
Model 500,
Gang Gang Dance,
Monks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Stereo Dub,
Derrick May,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Magazine,
Lalann,
The Knickerbockers,
The Selecter,
Popol Vuh,
Visage,
Jacques Brel,
The Golliwogs,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.