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 United States and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Velvet Underground to the electroclash 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
48th St. Collective,
Nik Kershaw,
The Remains,
Lyres,
Spoonie Gee,
New Order,
Rakim,
Wire,
Bob Dylan,
Soul Sonic Force,
Donny Hathaway,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The American Breed,
The Trojans,
Monolake,
Nico,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ronan,
Jeff Mills,
The Raincoats,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Scion,
Eurythmics,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Tubeway Army,
Bauhaus,
Von Mondo,
Chrome,
The Dirtbombs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Porter Ricks,
Das Ding,
Idris Muhammad,
The Electric Prunes,
The Beau Brummels,
The Young Rascals,
Rod Modell,
Tim Buckley,
the Soft Cell,
Susan Cadogan,
Bronski Beat,
The Dave Clark Five,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rufus Thomas,
Thompson Twins,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Association,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pet Shop Boys,
Shuggie Otis,
Young Marble Giants,
The Red Krayola,
Blake Baxter,
Gerry Rafferty,
Easy Going,
Bluetip,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bobby Sherman,
Erasure,
Severed Heads,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.