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 Afghanistan and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Shanghai.
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 guitar 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
the Human League,
Radio Birdman,
Colin Newman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
T.S.O.L.,
Spandau Ballet,
Eden Ahbez,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Five Americans,
Buzzcocks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fad Gadget,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Count Five,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sällskapet,
Motorama,
The Techniques,
Ludus,
Scientists,
Rakim,
Peter and Kerry,
Marshall Jefferson,
K-Klass,
KRS-One,
Kenny Larkin,
Slick Rick,
Heaven 17,
The Doobie Brothers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Soft Cell,
The Remains,
Ossler,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Flesh Eaters,
Flash Fearless,
Derrick May,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Last Poets,
The Electric Prunes,
MDC,
Ultravox,
Mo-Dettes,
Deepchord,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Alphaville,
Roxette,
Gil Scott Heron,
Youth Brigade,
Ken Boothe,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Das Ding,
MC5,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.