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 United Kingdom and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 clarinet 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 Vainqueur to the jazz 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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dirtbombs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Magazine,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Delta 5,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Cure,
Nik Kershaw,
Altered Images,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Stiv Bators,
The Angels of Light,
Delon & Dalcan,
Can,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Mandrill,
Ultravox,
Brothers Johnson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Roxette,
Gil Scott Heron,
Soul II Soul,
Soft Machine,
Joe Finger,
The Electric Prunes,
Crime,
Gabor Szabo,
the Slits,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Skarface,
The Modern Lovers,
Cluster,
Marc Almond,
The Victims,
Thompson Twins,
Traffic Nightmare,
DJ Sneak,
The Tremeloes,
Tres Demented,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fela Kuti,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Second Layer,
Lakeside,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lucky Dragons,
Ossler,
ABBA,
Theoretical Girls,
Prince Buster,
Stetsasonic,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Warren Ellis,
Johnny Clarke,
Sun City Girls,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Evens,
Eli Mardock,
The Martian,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.