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 Ethiopia and from Lille.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Adolescents to the electroclash 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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
the Soft Cell,
Altered Images,
Jacques Brel,
Boogie Down Productions,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Fortunes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Birthday Party,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Donny Hathaway,
ABBA,
Buzzcocks,
Arab on Radar,
Yusef Lateef,
Girls At Our Best!,
In Retrospect,
Stereo Dub,
Tom Boy,
The Sonics,
The Gories,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Brothers Johnson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Mummies,
K-Klass,
Derrick Morgan,
the Bar-Kays,
Mandrill,
Depeche Mode,
Moby Grape,
Crispian St. Peters,
FM Einheit,
DJ Style,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Robert Wyatt,
Godley & Creme,
Delon & Dalcan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter & Gordon,
Curtis Mayfield,
The J.B.'s,
Rufus Thomas,
Dead Boys,
F. McDonald,
Soft Machine,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Crash Course in Science,
JFA,
Nas,
Eric Copeland,
Index,
The Cowsills,
Surgeon,
Isaac Hayes,
Juan Atkins,
Terrestrial Tones,
48th St. Collective,
The Wake,
Ice-T,
Warren Ellis,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.