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 Indonesia and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Pet Shop Boys to the punk 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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
The Pretty Things,
Young Marble Giants,
Lakeside,
Dave Gahan,
La Düsseldorf,
The United States of America,
Tears for Fears,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hasil Adkins,
Godley & Creme,
The Neon Judgement,
X-101,
The Fall,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Young Rascals,
Pylon,
Spandau Ballet,
Gil Scott Heron,
Henry Cow,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rakim,
Duran Duran,
The Victims,
Camouflage,
The Slackers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Blossom Toes,
The Offenders,
Dual Sessions,
Rapeman,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Happenings,
Kayak,
Drexciya,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Delta 5,
Public Enemy,
The Mummies,
MDC,
The Monochrome Set,
Mantronix,
Sonic Youth,
Outsiders,
Porter Ricks,
Agent Orange,
Soul Sonic Force,
Suicide,
Mad Mike,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Blackbyrds,
Echospace,
The Modern Lovers,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Slits,
Livin' Joy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sister Nancy,
The Moody Blues,
Bizarre Inc.,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.