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 Iceland and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Monks to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Brand Nubian,
Warsaw,
Bill Near,
The Tremeloes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Blake Baxter,
Kas Product,
Sun Ra,
Howard Jones,
Gang Green,
Ituana,
Faraquet,
Monks,
The Smiths,
Ossler,
a-ha,
The Mummies,
Electric Prunes,
Gong,
Monolake,
Echospace,
Michelle Simonal,
Stereo Dub,
Index,
Chrome,
The Doobie Brothers,
Magazine,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Blues Magoos,
Don Cherry,
Crispy Ambulance,
Inner City,
Nas,
H. Thieme,
Girls At Our Best!,
Alton Ellis,
Jerry's Kids,
Rod Modell,
Groovy Waters,
Blancmange,
Livin' Joy,
Television Personalities,
Arab on Radar,
Sound Behaviour,
Shoche,
The Names,
Tres Demented,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Golliwogs,
Minny Pops,
Brick,
Bad Manners,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roy Ayers,
The Searchers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Five Americans,
Pantaleimon,
Jeff Mills,
Neu!,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.