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 Manchester.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 FM Einheit to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Colin Newman,
Black Sheep,
Fluxion,
Todd Terry,
Anthony Braxton,
Cybotron,
Second Layer,
Faraquet,
Drexciya,
Hasil Adkins,
Y Pants,
Little Man,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Glambeats Corp.,
Liliput,
This Heat,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bootsy Collins,
Index,
David Axelrod,
K-Klass,
Lindisfarne,
Tomorrow,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Animal Collective,
Joensuu 1685,
Trumans Water,
Young Marble Giants,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Star Department,
Babytalk,
Symarip,
Joy Division,
The Kinks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Shoche,
One Last Wish,
Donny Hathaway,
The Smoke,
E-Dancer,
Marc Almond,
Massinfluence,
Juan Atkins,
Drive Like Jehu,
Unrelated Segments,
a-ha,
Neu!,
Mars,
Malaria!,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The New Christs,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Joyce Sims,
Gang of Four,
Ultimate Spinach,
Black Flag,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Glenn Branca,
Josef K,
JFA,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.