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 Antigua and from Sao Paulo.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Calgary.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Yaz to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
Panda Bear,
Soft Cell,
Lalo Schifrin,
New York Dolls,
The Skatalites,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Royal Trux,
The Trojans,
Junior Murvin,
Mr. Review,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Walker Brothers,
the Normal,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bang On A Can,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bootsy Collins,
The Flesh Eaters,
Leonard Cohen,
X-102,
The Alarm Clocks,
Derrick Morgan,
Metal Thangz,
Alton Ellis,
The Raincoats,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Kinks,
Stiv Bators,
Tubeway Army,
Unrelated Segments,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Magazine,
MDC,
Thompson Twins,
Dave Gahan,
Gang of Four,
The Grass Roots,
Mars,
Soul Sonic Force,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Mojo Men,
The Divine Comedy,
Quantec,
Ituana,
Robert Görl,
U.S. Maple,
Surgeon,
Fear,
Piero Umiliani,
10cc,
James White and The Blacks,
the Fania All-Stars,
OOIOO,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dead Boys,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Roger Hodgson,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.