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 Bulgaria and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 oboe 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the dance 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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Moebius,
The Gladiators,
The Count Five,
Boredoms,
Little Man,
The Motions,
Marcia Griffiths,
DNA,
Sam Rivers,
The Gun Club,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Loose Ends,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
R.M.O.,
MDC,
Easy Going,
CMW,
Ponytail,
Joe Finger,
Eddi Front,
Warsaw,
Freddie Wadling,
Sister Nancy,
Icehouse,
Black Sheep,
a-ha,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rites of Spring,
Depeche Mode,
Fela Kuti,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ice-T,
Barrington Levy,
Visage,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Moody Blues,
Soul Sonic Force,
X-101,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Outsiders,
The Monks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kerrie Biddell,
Henry Cow,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Yellowson,
Ornette Coleman,
Intrusion,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Arthur Verocai,
Lucky Dragons,
Main Source,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lungfish,
Nils Olav,
Jeff Mills,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Minor Threat,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.