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 Ghana and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Anakelly to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Martian,
The Knickerbockers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lungfish,
Pussy Galore,
The Doobie Brothers,
Piero Umiliani,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Golliwogs,
Surgeon,
PIL,
Tres Demented,
Crispian St. Peters,
Steve Hackett,
Bobby Womack,
Electric Prunes,
Max Romeo,
Gong,
The Angels of Light,
Cheater Slicks,
Eric Dolphy,
The Mojo Men,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ohio Players,
Jeff Lynne,
Warren Ellis,
Los Fastidios,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cybotron,
Whodini,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Gun Club,
The Associates,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Skriet,
the Human League,
Monolake,
Joyce Sims,
Au Pairs,
Carl Craig,
The Cowsills,
The Index,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Scan 7,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rites of Spring,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tomorrow,
Radiohead,
The Wake,
JFA,
Man Parrish,
Can,
Aaron Thompson,
Nas,
Pierre Henry,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marc Almond,
Scrapy,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.