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 Belarus and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jesus and Mary Chain 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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Pop Group,
Rekid,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ultimate Spinach,
Glenn Branca,
Young Marble Giants,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Sisters of Mercy,
New York Dolls,
The Happenings,
Lou Reed,
DJ Style,
Lungfish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Buckinghams,
Juan Atkins,
Kas Product,
Simply Red,
Soft Cell,
Urselle,
Don Cherry,
The Saints,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Half Japanese,
Cybotron,
Lyres,
Pulsallama,
Magazine,
Scrapy,
Stetsasonic,
Glambeats Corp.,
Crispy Ambulance,
Crime,
Joe Smooth,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Godley & Creme,
Mars,
Thee Headcoats,
Sällskapet,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Average White Band,
Henry Cow,
John Holt,
Dark Day,
Charles Mingus,
Eurythmics,
Sister Nancy,
The Grass Roots,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Brass Construction,
One Last Wish,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ralphi Rosario,
Underground Resistance,
Khruangbin,
Index,
Agent Orange,
Trumans Water,
The Human League,
Cluster, Cluster, Cluster, Cluster.
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.