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 Sierra Leone and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Paris.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Cybotron to the jazz 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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
Neil Young,
Tomorrow,
Bob Dylan,
LL Cool J,
John Holt,
Eden Ahbez,
Depeche Mode,
Toni Rubio,
Minny Pops,
New Age Steppers,
Donny Hathaway,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bronski Beat,
Ronnie Foster,
The Fuzztones,
The Seeds,
the Swans,
Procol Harum,
Whodini,
Anthony Braxton,
Hoover,
Qualms,
Joy Division,
Ohio Players,
Bootsy Collins,
Popol Vuh,
Sex Pistols,
Television,
Maleditus Sound,
Eddi Front,
Von Mondo,
Flash Fearless,
Panda Bear,
The Smiths,
The Knickerbockers,
Mad Mike,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Real Kids,
T. Rex,
Nas,
The Dirtbombs,
The Evens,
Arcadia,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Index,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sister Nancy,
Model 500,
the Normal,
Donald Byrd,
Roy Ayers,
Idris Muhammad,
Fad Gadget,
kango's stein massive,
Shuggie Otis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Icehouse,
Oneida,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.