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 Russia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Woodstock.
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 güiro 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 The Buckinghams to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
Delon & Dalcan,
Colin Newman,
Cluster,
Fugazi,
The Selecter,
The Slackers,
Dave Gahan,
Albert Ayler,
June Days,
ABBA,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Moody Blues,
John Coltrane,
Morten Harket,
Neil Young,
Erasure,
The Mummies,
Robert Hood,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tommy Roe,
Model 500,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Josef K,
Barbara Tucker,
Depeche Mode,
Sixth Finger,
Chris & Cosey,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ultra Naté,
Davy DMX,
Tropical Tobacco,
Scrapy,
Rufus Thomas,
Procol Harum,
Radio Birdman,
Saccharine Trust,
Whodini,
Niagra,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Golliwogs,
Rites of Spring,
Terrestrial Tones,
Peter & Gordon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kerrie Biddell,
UT,
Nas,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Joe Finger,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Slave,
Faraquet,
Average White Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Panda Bear,
MC5,
Deakin,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.