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 Benin and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 spring reverb 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 rap 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 The Searchers. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Evens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Donald Byrd,
Fela Kuti,
One Last Wish,
Blancmange,
Blake Baxter,
Dennis Brown,
Animal Collective,
AZ,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gregory Isaacs,
H. Thieme,
Yazoo,
Cheater Slicks,
Matthew Halsall,
Organ,
Franke,
Television,
Cybotron,
Jandek,
The Pretty Things,
Black Moon,
Banda Bassotti,
The Cramps,
Whodini,
The Gap Band,
Lou Reed,
June Days,
OOIOO,
Fluxion,
Pere Ubu,
Ralphi Rosario,
Darondo,
Juan Atkins,
Patti Smith,
Slave,
R.M.O.,
Johnny Clarke,
Cal Tjader,
Eddi Front,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Young Marble Giants,
Mars,
Kerri Chandler,
Anakelly,
Tom Boy,
The Martian,
Davy DMX,
Spandau Ballet,
Morten Harket,
Deakin,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Minor Threat,
Theoretical Girls,
Soft Machine,
Joe Finger,
Lakeside,
New Order,
Pulsallama,
Max Romeo,
Gabor Szabo,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.