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 Kosovo and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 mellotron 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 Delon & Dalcan to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
The Dave Clark Five,
Minnie Riperton,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Visage,
Swell Maps,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Techniques,
The United States of America,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Thee Headcoats,
Nation of Ulysses,
Radiohead,
Accadde A,
The Dead C,
Section 25,
The Pretty Things,
Matthew Halsall,
Derrick May,
Prince Buster,
Thompson Twins,
Ultimate Spinach,
Man Eating Sloth,
Fad Gadget,
Easy Going,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bill Near,
Supertramp,
Popol Vuh,
Yazoo,
Interpol,
Dawn Penn,
These Immortal Souls,
Siglo XX,
DNA,
Roxette,
Swans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Alphaville,
Ronan,
the Swans,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Country Teasers,
Harmonia,
AZ,
Grandmaster Flash,
Deepchord,
Girls At Our Best!,
La Düsseldorf,
The Five Americans,
Pagans,
The Skatalites,
Chris & Cosey,
New York Dolls,
The Real Kids,
Wally Richardson,
John Cale,
Silicon Teens,
The Martian,
Danielle Patucci,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.