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 Swaziland and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 synthesizer 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 John Foxx to the rap 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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blackbyrds,
Bobby Hutcherson,
DJ Sneak,
Main Source,
Ken Boothe,
The Electric Prunes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
T.S.O.L.,
Sandy B,
Spoonie Gee,
Popol Vuh,
The Happenings,
Steve Hackett,
The Slits,
The Walker Brothers,
the Bar-Kays,
Wings,
Niagra,
Joensuu 1685,
10cc,
U.S. Maple,
Icehouse,
Reagan Youth,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Shuggie Otis,
The Velvet Underground,
Circle Jerks,
Aaron Thompson,
Electric Prunes,
Tubeway Army,
Skarface,
cv313,
Aswad,
Kaleidoscope,
Jeru the Damaja,
Brothers Johnson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Infiniti,
Agitation Free,
Moby Grape,
Y Pants,
Flash Fearless,
World's Most,
Schoolly D,
Colin Newman,
Susan Cadogan,
Gong,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Eddi Front,
Fatback Band,
Maurizio,
Radiohead,
Gil Scott Heron,
DJ Style,
This Heat,
Junior Murvin,
Black Flag,
Lucky Dragons,
Donald Byrd,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lalo Schifrin,
Neil Young,
Barry Ungar,
Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.
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.