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 Ukraine and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 marimba 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 Bizarre Inc. to the crunk 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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
The Gun Club,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Barrington Levy,
Maurizio,
Kerrie Biddell,
DJ Style,
Fela Kuti,
X-101,
Thompson Twins,
Blancmange,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dave Gahan,
David Axelrod,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Deakin,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Index,
Alice Coltrane,
Brand Nubian,
Buzzcocks,
The Red Krayola,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jeff Mills,
Marshall Jefferson,
Robert Görl,
Deepchord,
Yellowson,
Michelle Simonal,
Depeche Mode,
Scion,
Sarah Menescal,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Neon Judgement,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Dirtbombs,
Stiv Bators,
The Blues Magoos,
The Human League,
The Remains,
Fluxion,
The Durutti Column,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pylon,
Scratch Acid,
Hardrive,
Crispy Ambulance,
Soul Sonic Force,
Charles Mingus,
Todd Rundgren,
JFA,
John Cale,
Little Man,
The Buckinghams,
Scott Walker,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Smoke,
Yazoo,
Erykah Badu,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.