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 Dominican Republic and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Modern Lovers to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Tim Buckley,
Lower 48,
R.M.O.,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Massinfluence,
Nas,
Rufus Thomas,
Index,
Yaz,
Sparks,
The Evens,
Cal Tjader,
The Toasters,
Rosa Yemen,
Soft Cell,
Gabor Szabo,
The Fall,
KRS-One,
Lee Hazlewood,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roy Ayers,
The Trojans,
Pantaleimon,
The Sound,
Radiohead,
Tubeway Army,
Frankie Knuckles,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Gun Club,
Donny Hathaway,
Agent Orange,
Sällskapet,
Gichy Dan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pantytec,
Make Up,
Desert Stars,
The Tremeloes,
Roxy Music,
In Retrospect,
The Motions,
Juan Atkins,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gang Starr,
Das Ding,
Motorama,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bootsy Collins,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Moss Icon,
Clear Light,
Barrington Levy,
Vladislav Delay,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kaleidoscope,
Althea and Donna,
Grey Daturas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kerri Chandler,
Eric Copeland,
Scrapy,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.