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 Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Section 25 to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Grandmaster Flash,
Siglo XX,
The Blackbyrds,
Dennis Brown,
John Coltrane,
Piero Umiliani,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Glambeats Corp.,
Fad Gadget,
Quando Quango,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gang Green,
Sixth Finger,
Hot Snakes,
Japan,
Crispy Ambulance,
Soft Machine,
the Fania All-Stars,
Althea and Donna,
The Victims,
Kerrie Biddell,
Hasil Adkins,
The Fall,
Lindisfarne,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Amazonics,
The Seeds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Quantec,
Liliput,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Faust,
Neil Young,
Arab on Radar,
48th St. Collective,
Arcadia,
The Moleskins,
ABC,
Talk Talk,
Pharoah Sanders,
L. Decosne,
Stockholm Monsters,
Colin Newman,
The Move,
Black Sheep,
DJ Style,
Iggy Pop,
Inner City,
Clear Light,
Marcia Griffiths,
Radio Birdman,
Bad Manners,
Man Parrish,
The Cowsills,
The Kinks,
Outsiders,
Au Pairs,
Lungfish,
the Sonics,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bill Near,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.