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 Tuvalu and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Tropical Tobacco to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magazine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Anakelly,
MC5,
Avey Tare,
Monolake,
Eric Dolphy,
Essential Logic,
Crash Course in Science,
Livin' Joy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
John Cale,
The Busters,
Quando Quango,
Black Bananas,
The Monks,
James White and The Blacks,
Nirvana,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Tremeloes,
Gabor Szabo,
Sarah Menescal,
The Alarm Clocks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Make Up,
OOIOO,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Peter & Gordon,
Nils Olav,
Fela Kuti,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fear,
Rapeman,
48th St. Collective,
Radio Birdman,
B.T. Express,
Reagan Youth,
Deadbeat,
Half Japanese,
Motorama,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
PIL,
Cybotron,
Outsiders,
Lou Reed,
The Motions,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Brand Nubian,
Japan,
Jeff Lynne,
Bobby Byrd,
Lightning Bolt,
Todd Terry,
Soft Cell,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Young Marble Giants,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ituana,
Sällskapet,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.