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 Zambia and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 oboe 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 Youth Brigade to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angry Samoans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Joy Division,
The Kinks,
Soul II Soul,
Roxy Music,
Radiohead,
Nation of Ulysses,
Basic Channel,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
H. Thieme,
Mark Hollis,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dawn Penn,
Davy DMX,
Cybotron,
The Count Five,
Panda Bear,
Echospace,
Funkadelic,
PIL,
Goldenarms,
Tears for Fears,
The Tremeloes,
The Selecter,
Terry Callier,
Zapp,
Essential Logic,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
ABC,
Audionom,
Brand Nubian,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Roger Hodgson,
The Sound,
Das Ding,
Ituana,
The Electric Prunes,
Pussy Galore,
Bob Dylan,
Arcadia,
Bluetip,
Crime,
Yaz,
Guru Guru,
Eric Copeland,
Soulsonic Force,
Babytalk,
Wings,
Los Fastidios,
Morten Harket,
Patti Smith,
The Gap Band,
Iggy Pop,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
LL Cool J,
Fear,
Hardrive,
Boogie Down Productions,
Surgeon,
Franke,
The Moleskins,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.