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 Belize and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 theremin 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 Simply Red to the techno 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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Moss Icon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Model 500,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
kango's stein massive,
Bobby Byrd,
Sam Rivers,
John Holt,
Lucky Dragons,
Wally Richardson,
Rotary Connection,
John Foxx,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Hasil Adkins,
The Moody Blues,
Johnny Osbourne,
Robert Görl,
Malaria!,
Wasted Youth,
Rod Modell,
DNA,
The Zeros,
Faust,
Bush Tetras,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Popol Vuh,
Lebanon Hanover,
Masters at Work,
Harry Pussy,
Royal Trux,
Pharoah Sanders,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pere Ubu,
The Selecter,
Interpol,
Monolake,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Michelle Simonal,
The Techniques,
Circle Jerks,
Spoonie Gee,
The Associates,
The Blackbyrds,
Sarah Menescal,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Stereo Dub,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Reuben Wilson,
Easy Going,
Tom Boy,
Funkadelic,
Barry Ungar,
Maleditus Sound,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Arthur Verocai,
The Leaves,
Alison Limerick,
Bang On A Can,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.