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 Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 spring reverb 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 Skarface to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Q and Not U,
ABBA,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sound Behaviour,
Minnie Riperton,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Velvet Underground,
Outsiders,
Anthony Braxton,
Royal Trux,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Desert Stars,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sex Pistols,
Eddi Front,
Can,
UT,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
X-Ray Spex,
Johnny Osbourne,
The New Christs,
Inner City,
Q65,
Be Bop Deluxe,
cv313,
Nick Fraelich,
Ultra Naté,
Make Up,
Shuggie Otis,
Dead Boys,
The Wake,
Nico,
The Raincoats,
The Birthday Party,
Banda Bassotti,
Mr. Review,
Lebanon Hanover,
Smog,
Theoretical Girls,
The Fuzztones,
Moss Icon,
Yellowson,
Motorama,
Mo-Dettes,
The Index,
The Techniques,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
LL Cool J,
David McCallum,
Crispy Ambulance,
Delta 5,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Divine Comedy,
Spoonie Gee,
Vainqueur,
Suicide,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Gories,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.