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 El Salvador and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Simply Red,
The Blues Magoos,
The Angels of Light,
T.S.O.L.,
Talk Talk,
Leonard Cohen,
The Dead C,
Mark Hollis,
Aaron Thompson,
Graham Central Station,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Grauzone,
R.M.O.,
The Birthday Party,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Girls At Our Best!,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Connie Case,
Steve Hackett,
B.T. Express,
Maurizio,
Bronski Beat,
Blancmange,
ABBA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Slits,
Dead Boys,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bang On A Can,
Prince Buster,
Curtis Mayfield,
Neu!,
Swell Maps,
Fat Boys,
Todd Rundgren,
Whodini,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Alarm Clocks,
Matthew Bourne,
Funky Four + One,
The Raincoats,
Buzzcocks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Delta 5,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Outsiders,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Skarface,
Ronan,
Sonic Youth,
Minny Pops,
Mars,
Black Moon,
Brand Nubian,
The Doors,
Amon Düül II,
Lower 48,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
X-Ray Spex,
Massinfluence,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.