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 Zimbabwe and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 organ 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 Gang Starr to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Interpol,
Ludus,
Black Flag,
Rod Modell,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Janne Schatter,
Animal Collective,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
T. Rex,
Soulsonic Force,
Hot Snakes,
Gang of Four,
Fela Kuti,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
One Last Wish,
Maurizio,
Inner City,
Easy Going,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Adolescents,
Fugazi,
Electric Prunes,
Unrelated Segments,
Soul II Soul,
Harry Pussy,
Robert Hood,
Frankie Knuckles,
Moby Grape,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Soul Sonic Force,
Matthew Bourne,
Kaleidoscope,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sällskapet,
Smog,
The Vogues,
Tom Boy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Joy Division,
Terrestrial Tones,
Whodini,
Todd Terry,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Graham Central Station,
Marine Girls,
The Offenders,
Stetsasonic,
The New Christs,
Boz Scaggs,
Malaria!,
Lyres,
Gichy Dan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Little Man,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gabor Szabo,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Dorothy Ashby,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.