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 Guinea and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
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 Cybotron to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Dave Gahan,
Robert Wyatt,
R.M.O.,
Lyres,
AZ,
Mr. Review,
Absolute Body Control,
Ten City,
Crooked Eye,
Jacob Miller,
Pharoah Sanders,
Symarip,
The Gun Club,
Robert Hood,
Saccharine Trust,
8 Eyed Spy,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sarah Menescal,
Lungfish,
Stetsasonic,
Minor Threat,
The Young Rascals,
Mantronix,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Juan Atkins,
Bluetip,
Ken Boothe,
The Gladiators,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Sound,
Hashim,
The Barracudas,
The Toasters,
The J.B.'s,
Audionom,
Little Man,
Alice Coltrane,
Gang Green,
Neu!,
Derrick Morgan,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pierre Henry,
The Gap Band,
Gang Starr,
Pole,
The Standells,
David Bowie,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Skriet,
D'Angelo,
Television Personalities,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Marc Almond,
Ronnie Foster,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mark Hollis,
Adolescents,
Gong,
World's Most,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.