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 Taiwan and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manila.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe 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 Magazine to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes 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?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter and Kerry,
Make Up,
Cheater Slicks,
Bluetip,
The Gun Club,
The Wake,
10cc,
Dead Boys,
Minnie Riperton,
MC5,
Motorama,
Gregory Isaacs,
Basic Channel,
Neil Young,
Big Daddy Kane,
Swans,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bobby Sherman,
Electric Prunes,
Gong,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lou Christie,
New York Dolls,
Hashim,
Franke,
48th St. Collective,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Sonics,
Mark Hollis,
The Mummies,
EPMD,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Television Personalities,
Skriet,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Dark Day,
Essential Logic,
The Raincoats,
The Modern Lovers,
Leonard Cohen,
Pulsallama,
The Gladiators,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eric Copeland,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nick Fraelich,
Morten Harket,
AZ,
Cabaret Voltaire,
the Normal,
Visage,
Echospace,
David Axelrod,
Marc Almond,
Swell Maps,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Red Krayola,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.