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 Macedonia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 harpsichord 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 The Monochrome Set to the grime 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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Vainqueur,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Monolake,
The Gladiators,
Tres Demented,
Chrome,
Von Mondo,
John Holt,
the Bar-Kays,
The Neon Judgement,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Q and Not U,
Black Bananas,
Boredoms,
Desert Stars,
Warren Ellis,
Yazoo,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Black Dice,
The Martian,
Adolescents,
Joe Finger,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Talk Talk,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Television,
Eric Copeland,
Juan Atkins,
Kurtis Blow,
Thompson Twins,
Darondo,
Bad Manners,
Schoolly D,
U.S. Maple,
Joey Negro,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
Shuggie Otis,
Skriet,
Gang Green,
Ludus,
Eli Mardock,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Brass Construction,
Godley & Creme,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
MC5,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Fortunes,
Ultravox,
Half Japanese,
Kerri Chandler,
Chris & Cosey,
Matthew Bourne,
The Shadows of Knight,
Barclay James Harvest,
Dave Gahan,
Liliput,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.