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 Bangladesh and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Wire to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang of Four record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Jacob Miller,
Country Teasers,
Joy Division,
Ultravox,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nik Kershaw,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kaleidoscope,
The Doors,
E-Dancer,
Technova,
The Sound,
Monolake,
B.T. Express,
Peter and Kerry,
The Smiths,
Model 500,
The Names,
New Age Steppers,
The United States of America,
The Blues Magoos,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Oblivians,
David Axelrod,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dual Sessions,
Yusef Lateef,
Sonic Youth,
Stereo Dub,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ultra Naté,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Monks,
Wire,
Kenny Larkin,
Radiohead,
Lalann,
Flash Fearless,
Eric B and Rakim,
Magma,
the Association,
Kayak,
Patti Smith,
David McCallum,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Funkadelic,
The Monochrome Set,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Real Kids,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Maleditus Sound,
Mark Hollis,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Harpers Bizarre,
Terry Callier,
Ornette Coleman,
Sonny Sharrock,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.