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 Czech Republic and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Skaos to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Jeff Lynne,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Anakelly,
Essential Logic,
Man Parrish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bizarre Inc.,
Vainqueur,
Magazine,
Lalann,
Average White Band,
Scan 7,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fatback Band,
DNA,
Erykah Badu,
Janne Schatter,
a-ha,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Roy Ayers,
MC5,
The J.B.'s,
Bob Dylan,
The Velvet Underground,
David McCallum,
The Associates,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sun Ra,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Grass Roots,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Howard Jones,
Dave Gahan,
Alphaville,
Jesper Dahlback,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Chrome,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bobby Sherman,
Curtis Mayfield,
Morten Harket,
Infiniti,
June of 44,
Ludus,
Cymande,
Nas,
The Searchers,
Mark Hollis,
Los Fastidios,
Deepchord,
Laurel Aitken,
Susan Cadogan,
Wings,
Motorama,
Avey Tare,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.