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 Bangladesh and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Madrid.
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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 New Order to the rock 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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every R.M.O. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Hoover,
Yusef Lateef,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roxy Music,
Clear Light,
Fela Kuti,
Rosa Yemen,
Peter and Kerry,
MC5,
Avey Tare,
K-Klass,
New Order,
The Pretty Things,
Oneida,
Ten City,
The Kinks,
Ultra Naté,
Joyce Sims,
Main Source,
Maleditus Sound,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Walker Brothers,
kango's stein massive,
Drexciya,
Jerry's Kids,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
LL Cool J,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Dennis Brown,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mo-Dettes,
Babytalk,
Tubeway Army,
L. Decosne,
Throbbing Gristle,
Zapp,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mary Jane Girls,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Grey Daturas,
Gabor Szabo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Black Sheep,
Pantaleimon,
Radiopuhelimet,
Section 25,
The Modern Lovers,
Tommy Roe,
Neil Young,
Technova,
Ituana,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Move,
Steve Hackett,
Crispian St. Peters,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Minor Threat,
Ludus,
Amon Düül II,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.