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 Zambia and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bauhaus to the funk 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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Curtis Mayfield,
New Age Steppers,
Gichy Dan,
Fear,
Soft Cell,
Wolf Eyes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ultra Naté,
Dawn Penn,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Donald Byrd,
Moss Icon,
Robert Görl,
Black Pus,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bootsy Collins,
cv313,
Blake Baxter,
The Mummies,
Silicon Teens,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Human League,
Popol Vuh,
Barrington Levy,
Organ,
Smog,
Joyce Sims,
Roxy Music,
Funkadelic,
La Düsseldorf,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Count Five,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Victims,
The Young Rascals,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pantytec,
Fugazi,
The American Breed,
Erykah Badu,
Howard Jones,
Sound Behaviour,
The New Christs,
Lou Christie,
T.S.O.L.,
Ponytail,
Soft Machine,
Stereo Dub,
The Invisible,
Mandrill,
Section 25,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Joe Finger,
Andrew Hill,
Oblivians,
Lakeside,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.