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 Syria and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 R.M.O. to the disco 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Todd Terry,
Gabor Szabo,
Heaven 17,
Bronski Beat,
The J.B.'s,
The Wake,
Neil Young,
AZ,
Gang Green,
The Gories,
Byron Stingily,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Easy Going,
David Axelrod,
The Velvet Underground,
the Germs,
Sight & Sound,
Fear,
Oblivians,
Bad Manners,
Man Parrish,
Bobby Womack,
The Doobie Brothers,
Black Bananas,
EPMD,
Crime,
Minny Pops,
Quando Quango,
Skriet,
Franke,
Brass Construction,
Essential Logic,
KRS-One,
E-Dancer,
X-Ray Spex,
Isaac Hayes,
Average White Band,
Radiohead,
Brick,
Marine Girls,
Joy Division,
Kurtis Blow,
Terrestrial Tones,
David McCallum,
Avey Tare,
Gang of Four,
Anthony Braxton,
Kayak,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pierre Henry,
David Bowie,
The Remains,
Scion,
Alton Ellis,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Quadrant,
Minor Threat,
Lower 48,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.