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 Belarus and from Woodstock.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Eurythmics to the funk 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 Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Danielle Patucci,
Faraquet,
Peter and Kerry,
Altered Images,
Arthur Verocai,
DNA,
Jandek,
Little Man,
Sparks,
B.T. Express,
Alison Limerick,
Lindisfarne,
Urselle,
Bauhaus,
The Move,
Peter & Gordon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bizarre Inc.,
Depeche Mode,
Ralphi Rosario,
Technova,
Junior Murvin,
Dave Gahan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Saints,
Quando Quango,
The Skatalites,
Half Japanese,
Harmonia,
Robert Hood,
The Modern Lovers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Glenn Branca,
Mantronix,
Deepchord,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Graham Central Station,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Vogues,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Neu!,
China Crisis,
Rotary Connection,
Agent Orange,
The Sound,
The Dirtbombs,
The New Christs,
Panda Bear,
Liliput,
Easy Going,
Tomorrow,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ituana,
Avey Tare,
Vladislav Delay,
The Leaves,
Freddie Wadling,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.