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 Malaysia and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro 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 ABBA to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
Funky Four + One,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ten City,
The Slits,
Bronski Beat,
Black Sheep,
The American Breed,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Flipper,
The Flesh Eaters,
Dual Sessions,
Desert Stars,
Adolescents,
the Bar-Kays,
Circle Jerks,
The Dirtbombs,
The United States of America,
Byron Stingily,
Shuggie Otis,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Negative Approach,
Hoover,
Dawn Penn,
Quantec,
Davy DMX,
Sister Nancy,
Yellowson,
Animal Collective,
John Lydon,
Tears for Fears,
Section 25,
Visage,
KRS-One,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Sonics,
Morten Harket,
The Black Dice,
Pere Ubu,
Reuben Wilson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Underground Resistance,
Robert Wyatt,
Alphaville,
Peter & Gordon,
Oblivians,
MC5,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Average White Band,
Pussy Galore,
Boz Scaggs,
Curtis Mayfield,
Warren Ellis,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bluetip,
Man Parrish,
The Tremeloes,
Kayak,
Country Teasers,
Soft Cell,
Fear,
Donny Hathaway,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.