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 Papua New Guinea and from Accra.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Index to the rap 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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
The Doors,
Jesper Dahlback,
Marcia Griffiths,
DNA,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sällskapet,
Cluster,
Mandrill,
The Offenders,
Underground Resistance,
Erykah Badu,
Talk Talk,
The Neon Judgement,
Drexciya,
ABC,
Pet Shop Boys,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Seeds,
Nas,
Make Up,
The Smoke,
Khruangbin,
Robert Görl,
Slick Rick,
Au Pairs,
Jeff Lynne,
Henry Cow,
Audionom,
Q and Not U,
Scrapy,
Fugazi,
Jeff Mills,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Colin Newman,
Tommy Roe,
Althea and Donna,
The Modern Lovers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The New Christs,
Pierre Henry,
Metal Thangz,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
UT,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Con Funk Shun,
Neu!,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eurythmics,
Avey Tare,
The Velvet Underground,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eric Copeland,
Carl Craig,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
T. Rex,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.