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 Ireland and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Winnipeg.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Human League to the electroclash 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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Last Poets,
Stiv Bators,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eric Copeland,
The United States of America,
Joe Smooth,
R.M.O.,
Eden Ahbez,
Hardrive,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rod Modell,
Fela Kuti,
Connie Case,
X-Ray Spex,
Kas Product,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bill Wells,
Derrick Morgan,
FM Einheit,
Sarah Menescal,
Nas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Star Department,
The Seeds,
Maurizio,
David Bowie,
Radiopuhelimet,
Barclay James Harvest,
cv313,
The Blackbyrds,
Bad Manners,
The Techniques,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Swell Maps,
Gang of Four,
Pylon,
Joy Division,
Barrington Levy,
Porter Ricks,
Sam Rivers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kerri Chandler,
Dead Boys,
Danielle Patucci,
Anthony Braxton,
Oneida,
Ultimate Spinach,
Harry Pussy,
Gong,
Ronan,
Carl Craig,
Grauzone,
Banda Bassotti,
Man Eating Sloth,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Sonics,
the Swans,
New Order,
Skriet, Skriet, Skriet, Skriet.
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.