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 Azerbaijan and from Toronto.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 10cc to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Blancmange,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ultra Naté,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Y Pants,
The Skatalites,
Cameo,
Ten City,
Absolute Body Control,
Crooked Eye,
The Moleskins,
Frankie Knuckles,
Alphaville,
Accadde A,
Fluxion,
Pierre Henry,
Robert Görl,
Angry Samoans,
Metal Thangz,
Jeff Lynne,
MDC,
New Age Steppers,
Sparks,
Arab on Radar,
Nick Fraelich,
AZ,
Vladislav Delay,
The Slits,
Graham Central Station,
Donny Hathaway,
Q65,
Guru Guru,
Jeff Mills,
CMW,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Electric Prunes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The United States of America,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Barracudas,
Audionom,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Infiniti,
Public Image Ltd.,
Adolescents,
Country Teasers,
X-102,
Blake Baxter,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
kango's stein massive,
Royal Trux,
Sällskapet,
Q and Not U,
Cal Tjader,
Depeche Mode,
Davy DMX,
Lou Reed,
Television Personalities,
Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.
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.