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 Bangladesh and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 mellotron 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 T.S.O.L. to the punk 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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
John Holt,
Chris & Cosey,
Clear Light,
Vladislav Delay,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Mad Mike,
The New Christs,
Yazoo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Flamin' Groovies,
One Last Wish,
Judy Mowatt,
Patti Smith,
MDC,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
DJ Sneak,
Flipper,
Soul II Soul,
Niagra,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Blake Baxter,
Spandau Ballet,
Tomorrow,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Arab on Radar,
Sister Nancy,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gichy Dan,
Bang On A Can,
Con Funk Shun,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Monks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
David Axelrod,
The Busters,
Khruangbin,
Derrick May,
Alice Coltrane,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Beau Brummels,
Pylon,
Rites of Spring,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cabaret Voltaire,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Velvet Underground,
Accadde A,
The Toasters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
F. McDonald,
Royal Trux,
Hoover,
The Electric Prunes,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.