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 Estonia and from Toronto.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 chamberlin 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 Jacob Miller to the rock 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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Thompson Twins,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ronan,
The Birthday Party,
Circle Jerks,
Black Moon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Main Source,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pantaleimon,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Human League,
Ponytail,
Rod Modell,
Gichy Dan,
LL Cool J,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bizarre Inc.,
Angry Samoans,
Peter and Kerry,
The Index,
Steve Hackett,
The Slits,
The Remains,
CMW,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scott Walker,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crime,
Aaron Thompson,
ABC,
Agitation Free,
Matthew Bourne,
Deepchord,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sister Nancy,
Sound Behaviour,
Tears for Fears,
Panda Bear,
MC5,
Alton Ellis,
Eve St. Jones,
The Martian,
Organ,
New Age Steppers,
Joensuu 1685,
Derrick May,
John Lydon,
The Fuzztones,
Simply Red,
cv313,
R.M.O.,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lightning Bolt,
Peter & Gordon,
The Slackers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jerry's Kids,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lower 48,
Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra.
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.