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 Iran and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Toronto.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gregory Isaacs to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Babytalk,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ultra Naté,
Das Ding,
Eric B and Rakim,
Los Fastidios,
Electric Prunes,
Soft Machine,
June Days,
The Associates,
Ronan,
Theoretical Girls,
The Cure,
The Shadows of Knight,
X-102,
Anthony Braxton,
Panda Bear,
Nik Kershaw,
Derrick May,
World's Most,
Outsiders,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Godley & Creme,
The Music Machine,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Guru Guru,
EPMD,
Alison Limerick,
The Standells,
E-Dancer,
Shuggie Otis,
Saccharine Trust,
Thee Headcoats,
Toni Rubio,
Don Cherry,
Lindisfarne,
Boogie Down Productions,
Arthur Verocai,
Niagra,
Nick Fraelich,
Kevin Saunderson,
Duran Duran,
Bauhaus,
Black Bananas,
CMW,
In Retrospect,
Delta 5,
New Order,
London Community Gospel Choir,
MC5,
Kenny Larkin,
Porter Ricks,
Public Enemy,
Eden Ahbez,
Sexual Harrassment,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rekid,
Monolake,
Peter and Kerry,
Adolescents,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.