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 Honduras and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tehran.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Fad Gadget to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Count Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tropical Tobacco,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
UT,
Graham Central Station,
Little Man,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joensuu 1685,
Alphaville,
Magazine,
Camberwell Now,
The Sonics,
Ohio Players,
Bobby Womack,
Nirvana,
Black Pus,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
This Heat,
Letta Mbulu,
The Beau Brummels,
Groovy Waters,
CMW,
Flipper,
kango's stein massive,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jesper Dahlback,
Johnny Clarke,
Pet Shop Boys,
Peter & Gordon,
Desert Stars,
The Count Five,
Ituana,
Negative Approach,
Bush Tetras,
Nico,
Juan Atkins,
Aaron Thompson,
Rufus Thomas,
Delta 5,
Funky Four + One,
Freddie Wadling,
John Coltrane,
Aural Exciters,
Electric Prunes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jacob Miller,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Divine Comedy,
Pere Ubu,
The Techniques,
Warren Ellis,
Duran Duran,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Andrew Hill,
PIL,
David Axelrod,
MDC,
Bad Manners,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Cure,
Flash Fearless,
The Stooges,
The Saints,
Ornette Coleman,
Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange.
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.