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 Ecuador and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Donald Fagen 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 Popol Vuh 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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Camberwell Now,
Lightning Bolt,
Barrington Levy,
Crooked Eye,
Basic Channel,
the Germs,
Ossler,
Faraquet,
Suburban Knight,
The Names,
Davy DMX,
Connie Case,
Gang of Four,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eric Copeland,
The Barracudas,
Cecil Taylor,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Associates,
Stockholm Monsters,
Trumans Water,
Chrome,
Piero Umiliani,
Roxette,
Public Image Ltd.,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kerri Chandler,
Tres Demented,
Todd Rundgren,
The Happenings,
The Velvet Underground,
The Red Krayola,
The Young Rascals,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Beau Brummels,
Jacques Brel,
ABBA,
Guru Guru,
Fad Gadget,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Scion,
Dark Day,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bill Wells,
John Lydon,
The Index,
Simply Red,
Prince Buster,
Echospace,
Faust,
Loose Ends,
Slave,
Pantytec,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
June Days,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joe Smooth,
Vainqueur,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Remains,
Soft Cell,
Bronski Beat,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.