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 Ghana and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Newcleus to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Residents. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Monks,
Excepter,
Marmalade,
Q and Not U,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
L. Decosne,
Pantytec,
Bobby Womack,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Johnny Clarke,
Slick Rick,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
John Cale,
Panda Bear,
Visage,
Rekid,
Clear Light,
Soulsonic Force,
Anakelly,
Organ,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Television Personalities,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Au Pairs,
The Cowsills,
The Zeros,
Sällskapet,
Archie Shepp,
Boredoms,
Skriet,
Moebius,
The Velvet Underground,
The Vogues,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Alton Ellis,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Blossom Toes,
Bobby Hutcherson,
kango's stein massive,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Darondo,
The Saints,
Funky Four + One,
Funkadelic,
Reuben Wilson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kerri Chandler,
Brick,
Flamin' Groovies,
Chris & Cosey,
MDC,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Slave,
Simply Red,
Jimmy McGriff,
Unrelated Segments,
The Gun Club,
Intrusion,
Swans,
Y Pants,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.