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 Ivory Coast and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Delta 5 to the dance 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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
a-ha,
James White and The Blacks,
Matthew Halsall,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Con Funk Shun,
Skriet,
Johnny Clarke,
Roger Hodgson,
La Düsseldorf,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The J.B.'s,
The Real Kids,
The Gladiators,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Associates,
Anthony Braxton,
Grey Daturas,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eric Copeland,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Busters,
Soft Cell,
Suicide,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Funkadelic,
Rod Modell,
T.S.O.L.,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Absolute Body Control,
The Gun Club,
The Walker Brothers,
The Evens,
Pylon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Agitation Free,
Marvin Gaye,
ABC,
Pussy Galore,
Eli Mardock,
Camberwell Now,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Bananas,
The Names,
Gang of Four,
Guru Guru,
Malaria!,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cal Tjader,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mandrill,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Blancmange,
The Slits,
Kayak,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.