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 Spokane.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Das Ding to the disco 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 the Swans. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Circle Jerks,
Dave Gahan,
Kerri Chandler,
The Walker Brothers,
The Standells,
MDC,
Mad Mike,
Wolf Eyes,
Brand Nubian,
Aaron Thompson,
The Fire Engines,
Rotary Connection,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Erasure,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Minnie Riperton,
Slave,
Roxy Music,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Tom Boy,
MC5,
Hashim,
K-Klass,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jeff Mills,
Yusef Lateef,
Gang Starr,
AZ,
The American Breed,
Stereo Dub,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
New York Dolls,
Pagans,
L. Decosne,
Gil Scott Heron,
Eurythmics,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lindisfarne,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Grey Daturas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Blackbyrds,
Second Layer,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Sonics,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Archie Shepp,
Metal Thangz,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Funkadelic,
The Evens,
Fela Kuti,
Organ,
Marvin Gaye,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jacob Miller,
This Heat,
The Grass Roots,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.