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 Malta and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Donald Fagen 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 Erykah Badu to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
The Human League,
World's Most,
Skarface,
Mantronix,
Amon Düül II,
The Neon Judgement,
Silicon Teens,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Average White Band,
This Heat,
Ornette Coleman,
Gang Gang Dance,
Juan Atkins,
the Association,
Crooked Eye,
June Days,
Rites of Spring,
Freddie Wadling,
Rakim,
Black Pus,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Peter & Gordon,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Germs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Cramps,
Joe Smooth,
Letta Mbulu,
Lyres,
Nation of Ulysses,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Spandau Ballet,
Ohio Players,
Ultravox,
Funky Four + One,
Leonard Cohen,
The Standells,
The Residents,
Excepter,
The Victims,
Subhumans,
the Bar-Kays,
Godley & Creme,
Ultra Naté,
Bronski Beat,
Oblivians,
The Blues Magoos,
Brass Construction,
The Happenings,
The Fall,
Bang On A Can,
Stereo Dub,
Malaria!,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Television,
Bill Near,
Saccharine Trust,
Danielle Patucci,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.