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 Macedonia and from Bologna.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the grime 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
Theoretical Girls,
X-101,
Amon Düül,
Dead Boys,
Whodini,
Moebius,
Chrome,
Toni Rubio,
Leonard Cohen,
The Monks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Average White Band,
Sonic Youth,
Janne Schatter,
The Evens,
Anthony Braxton,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Fire Engines,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Flash Fearless,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gang Gang Dance,
Groovy Waters,
OOIOO,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Franke,
Cameo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Moleskins,
The Barracudas,
Davy DMX,
Icehouse,
The Blues Magoos,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Marine Girls,
Ken Boothe,
Ludus,
Kurtis Blow,
Kenny Larkin,
Gang Green,
The Misunderstood,
The Kinks,
Simply Red,
Yellowson,
Curtis Mayfield,
Oblivians,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Public Enemy,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Young Marble Giants,
The Gap Band,
Pantytec,
Mark Hollis,
Banda Bassotti,
The Residents,
Sound Behaviour,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.