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 Greece and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 808 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 The Dead C to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses 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?
Pet Shop Boys,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Icehouse,
Supertramp,
Pharoah Sanders,
Big Daddy Kane,
Morten Harket,
CMW,
Ornette Coleman,
Masters at Work,
The Trojans,
Clear Light,
Spandau Ballet,
The Count Five,
Fatback Band,
Jandek,
PIL,
Eden Ahbez,
One Last Wish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Archie Shepp,
Can,
Marcia Griffiths,
Minor Threat,
Scott Walker,
Smog,
Whodini,
The Invisible,
The Moody Blues,
The Gap Band,
Outsiders,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Vainqueur,
Black Sheep,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Move,
UT,
Pagans,
Rakim,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Happenings,
a-ha,
Crash Course in Science,
Eve St. Jones,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
ABBA,
Mandrill,
Bill Wells,
Girls At Our Best!,
Saccharine Trust,
James Chance & The Contortions,
10cc,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Joy Division,
Al Stewart,
New Age Steppers,
Pole,
The Fall,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.