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 Israel and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Ronnie Foster to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Con Funk Shun,
Youth Brigade,
Boogie Down Productions,
Darondo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Infiniti,
John Foxx,
Brick,
Accadde A,
Ponytail,
The Stooges,
Prince Buster,
The Cramps,
Oblivians,
Grey Daturas,
Lightning Bolt,
Electric Prunes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Doobie Brothers,
Unwound,
FM Einheit,
Danielle Patucci,
Nico,
Lyres,
Blossom Toes,
Bluetip,
Letta Mbulu,
La Düsseldorf,
Minnie Riperton,
Gang Green,
Andrew Hill,
Kayak,
Thompson Twins,
Kaleidoscope,
The Barracudas,
Tears for Fears,
The Saints,
Sonic Youth,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gichy Dan,
DNA,
Hoover,
The Black Dice,
Babytalk,
EPMD,
Avey Tare,
Lucky Dragons,
Niagra,
Max Romeo,
Joey Negro,
Brand Nubian,
Symarip,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bizarre Inc.,
Joyce Sims,
Peter & Gordon,
The Velvet Underground,
Motorama,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.