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 Comoros and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 snare 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 Subhumans to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio 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 electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Joey Negro,
Jeff Lynne,
Skaos,
Jacques Brel,
Joensuu 1685,
The Sonics,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The New Christs,
Gang Starr,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Dirtbombs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Spoonie Gee,
The Fuzztones,
The Buckinghams,
The Residents,
David McCallum,
Peter & Gordon,
Oneida,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Roxy Music,
Kenny Larkin,
the Soft Cell,
Glenn Branca,
Vainqueur,
Swans,
R.M.O.,
Curtis Mayfield,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Normal,
The Knickerbockers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Traffic Nightmare,
Dave Gahan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Desert Stars,
Soft Machine,
Sun City Girls,
Outsiders,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Terry Callier,
Arcadia,
Flash Fearless,
Bluetip,
Eric Dolphy,
Chrome,
Scratch Acid,
Von Mondo,
Can,
The Last Poets,
Fad Gadget,
Barry Ungar,
Schoolly D,
Pagans,
Newcleus,
Saccharine Trust,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.