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 Monaco and from Accra.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lyon.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bad Manners 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Minutemen,
Toni Rubio,
Aaron Thompson,
Royal Trux,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pole,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Charles Mingus,
Gastr Del Sol,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Sherman,
Grauzone,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Newcleus,
cv313,
Kerrie Biddell,
Terrestrial Tones,
Franke,
Josef K,
Rapeman,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
DJ Sneak,
Ultra Naté,
Procol Harum,
The Beau Brummels,
Kerri Chandler,
Fugazi,
One Last Wish,
Donny Hathaway,
The Mummies,
the Normal,
Cheater Slicks,
B.T. Express,
Groovy Waters,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Swans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Danielle Patucci,
Blossom Toes,
Flash Fearless,
F. McDonald,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
New York Dolls,
Lakeside,
June Days,
Magazine,
a-ha,
Lou Christie,
T.S.O.L.,
Blancmange,
The Wake,
Erykah Badu,
New Age Steppers,
Negative Approach,
New Order,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
kango's stein massive,
Malaria!,
ABC,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.