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 Brazil and from London.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Michael McDonald 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 Minny Pops to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ronan,
Crime,
Minnie Riperton,
Flash Fearless,
X-102,
Heaven 17,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Yazoo,
Lou Christie,
Ten City,
The Blues Magoos,
Bill Near,
Patti Smith,
Sugar Minott,
Maleditus Sound,
Pole,
Sun Ra,
The Modern Lovers,
Rotary Connection,
Funkadelic,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Negative Approach,
Harmonia,
Suburban Knight,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ossler,
Kool Moe Dee,
Soft Machine,
Kas Product,
Roger Hodgson,
Stereo Dub,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gang of Four,
Toni Rubio,
The Sonics,
Max Romeo,
Eden Ahbez,
Alton Ellis,
Godley & Creme,
Bobbi Humphrey,
World's Most,
Kurtis Blow,
Skriet,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Zero Boys,
Rapeman,
Matthew Halsall,
Quadrant,
Shoche,
Arcadia,
Glenn Branca,
OOIOO,
The Gories,
Joey Negro,
The Remains,
Severed Heads,
Wings,
Black Bananas,
Talk Talk,
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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.