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 Ivory Coast and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 808 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 The Five Americans to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Lakeside,
Albert Ayler,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pet Shop Boys,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lebanon Hanover,
Erykah Badu,
The Vogues,
Hasil Adkins,
DJ Style,
Nas,
The Last Poets,
Josef K,
The Fugs,
Shuggie Otis,
Intrusion,
The Pretty Things,
Delta 5,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Curtis Mayfield,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Young Rascals,
Marine Girls,
Animal Collective,
Archie Shepp,
Bronski Beat,
Scott Walker,
Bush Tetras,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Blackbyrds,
The Cowsills,
Bluetip,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jandek,
The Count Five,
Quantec,
Model 500,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Boz Scaggs,
Youth Brigade,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Move,
Brand Nubian,
Delon & Dalcan,
Anakelly,
Letta Mbulu,
Hardrive,
the Sonics,
Johnny Clarke,
Dual Sessions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Minnie Riperton,
Camberwell Now,
Susan Cadogan,
Isaac Hayes,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Gun Club,
Half Japanese,
These Immortal Souls,
Rod Modell,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.