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 Brazil and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ten City to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Silicon Teens,
ABC,
The Knickerbockers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Danielle Patucci,
The Residents,
Smog,
Aaron Thompson,
Youth Brigade,
Nirvana,
Rhythm & Sound,
Young Marble Giants,
Drexciya,
Ultravox,
The Stooges,
Yazoo,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Normal,
Groovy Waters,
Davy DMX,
Sarah Menescal,
Zapp,
The Remains,
Bobby Byrd,
Brand Nubian,
Nas,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Grandmaster Flash,
Loose Ends,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Siglo XX,
Khruangbin,
Sound Behaviour,
World's Most,
Tubeway Army,
Soulsonic Force,
L. Decosne,
Joensuu 1685,
Ponytail,
Zero Boys,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Aural Exciters,
Section 25,
Fat Boys,
Ultra Naté,
Excepter,
Crooked Eye,
Nik Kershaw,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ornette Coleman,
Duran Duran,
Lyres,
Anthony Braxton,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rekid,
cv313,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.