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 Austria and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 mellotron 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Royal Trux,
The Knickerbockers,
The Fortunes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Franke,
The Move,
Supertramp,
Agent Orange,
The Cure,
cv313,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Blake Baxter,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Radio Birdman,
Cybotron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jesper Dahlback,
Man Parrish,
Dorothy Ashby,
Technova,
Roxy Music,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Skatalites,
The Golliwogs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sex Pistols,
Clear Light,
Sight & Sound,
Slick Rick,
Alphaville,
The Alarm Clocks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Joe Finger,
Sonic Youth,
the Association,
Ralphi Rosario,
Arab on Radar,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Moleskins,
Prince Buster,
Nirvana,
Bobby Byrd,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Basic Channel,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bill Near,
Stockholm Monsters,
JFA,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Excepter,
Skriet,
Carl Craig,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Star Department,
Liliput,
Eric B and Rakim,
Morten Harket,
Popol Vuh,
Mark Hollis,
Magazine,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.