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 Nigeria and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Susan Cadogan to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Crash Course in Science,
Duran Duran,
Reagan Youth,
Second Layer,
AZ,
Scion,
Harpers Bizarre,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
DJ Sneak,
Mad Mike,
The Velvet Underground,
Half Japanese,
Trumans Water,
Alphaville,
Gang Gang Dance,
Average White Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kerri Chandler,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The American Breed,
Bootsy Collins,
Supertramp,
X-Ray Spex,
John Lydon,
Anakelly,
Fear,
Gabor Szabo,
The Cure,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Saints,
Archie Shepp,
Au Pairs,
Camouflage,
Sexual Harrassment,
Circle Jerks,
Amazonics,
The Vogues,
8 Eyed Spy,
Audionom,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fad Gadget,
The Shadows of Knight,
Young Marble Giants,
Godley & Creme,
The Fugs,
The Searchers,
Basic Channel,
Simply Red,
Idris Muhammad,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Mark Hollis,
Cybotron,
This Heat,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tommy Roe,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.