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 Hungary and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Mexico City and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 the Human League to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Yusef Lateef,
Davy DMX,
Frankie Knuckles,
Quantec,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
cv313,
Sun City Girls,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Moebius,
Sandy B,
The Seeds,
Qualms,
Freddie Wadling,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Hardrive,
Second Layer,
James White and The Blacks,
Swell Maps,
Letta Mbulu,
The Searchers,
Ornette Coleman,
Shoche,
Crash Course in Science,
Harmonia,
Grey Daturas,
Albert Ayler,
Vainqueur,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wings,
The Gories,
Depeche Mode,
Underground Resistance,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Saints,
Kayak,
LL Cool J,
The Remains,
Clear Light,
David McCallum,
Bill Wells,
Groovy Waters,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sound Behaviour,
The Human League,
Blancmange,
The Doors,
Cecil Taylor,
Bob Dylan,
The Dead C,
Monks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Nas,
Sam Rivers,
E-Dancer,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Animal Collective,
Hot Snakes,
the Soft Cell,
Tubeway Army,
Yazoo,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.