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 Australia and from Portland.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the dance 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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
the Human League,
Black Pus,
Danielle Patucci,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Depeche Mode,
Joensuu 1685,
Bronski Beat,
Black Sheep,
Dead Boys,
Lightning Bolt,
Tommy Roe,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Con Funk Shun,
Derrick May,
Skaos,
Chris & Cosey,
FM Einheit,
AZ,
Jacques Brel,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Erasure,
Marc Almond,
Morten Harket,
Loose Ends,
The Kinks,
Hot Snakes,
Khruangbin,
Lindisfarne,
The Pretty Things,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Young Marble Giants,
Spoonie Gee,
Gastr Del Sol,
Desert Stars,
The Angels of Light,
Joe Smooth,
Janne Schatter,
A Certain Ratio,
Second Layer,
Minor Threat,
Patti Smith,
Simply Red,
Deadbeat,
Donald Byrd,
The Black Dice,
Joyce Sims,
X-Ray Spex,
Lyres,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
La Düsseldorf,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Marcia Griffiths,
Minnie Riperton,
The Smoke,
These Immortal Souls,
The Busters,
Soft Machine,
Smog,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
D'Angelo,
ABC,
Aaron Thompson,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.