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 Togo and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Fortunes to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Funkadelic,
Bauhaus,
Jeff Mills,
Porter Ricks,
The Stooges,
Los Fastidios,
Negative Approach,
DJ Style,
Quantec,
Tim Buckley,
Cybotron,
Lakeside,
Faust,
F. McDonald,
Cheater Slicks,
Crash Course in Science,
The Real Kids,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Tremeloes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Robert Görl,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Evens,
H. Thieme,
U.S. Maple,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Model 500,
Circle Jerks,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Busters,
Monks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Roy Ayers,
The Techniques,
Ronnie Foster,
Bobby Sherman,
E-Dancer,
Erykah Badu,
Depeche Mode,
Procol Harum,
The Index,
Dawn Penn,
MDC,
Throbbing Gristle,
Eric Copeland,
The Knickerbockers,
Pagans,
The Sound,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Juan Atkins,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Judy Mowatt,
Alison Limerick,
Boredoms,
Kaleidoscope,
Sarah Menescal,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.
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.