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 Mongolia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bologna.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 Siglo XX to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minnie Riperton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Gang Green,
Japan,
Sandy B,
The Dave Clark Five,
Barclay James Harvest,
One Last Wish,
Piero Umiliani,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Alison Limerick,
DJ Style,
Roxette,
The Golliwogs,
Curtis Mayfield,
Essential Logic,
Quantec,
The Red Krayola,
Panda Bear,
Lou Reed,
Agitation Free,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Graham Central Station,
Jawbox,
Eurythmics,
Todd Terry,
the Germs,
UT,
Crooked Eye,
Public Image Ltd.,
Q and Not U,
Nation of Ulysses,
Y Pants,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hot Snakes,
Nick Fraelich,
Radiohead,
Charles Mingus,
Johnny Clarke,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Vainqueur,
Brass Construction,
Sarah Menescal,
The Vogues,
Max Romeo,
Lower 48,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Grauzone,
Lebanon Hanover,
Yellowson,
Black Pus,
Bill Wells,
London Community Gospel Choir,
A Certain Ratio,
Blancmange,
The Offenders,
The Gladiators,
The Velvet Underground,
Aaron Thompson,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.