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 Jordan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Donald Fagen 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 Nation of Ulysses to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All 48th St. Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Cameo,
The Red Krayola,
Idris Muhammad,
Circle Jerks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Crispy Ambulance,
Metal Thangz,
Groovy Waters,
Donny Hathaway,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Fatback Band,
The Selecter,
The Names,
DJ Sneak,
The Gun Club,
Amon Düül II,
Newcleus,
Bill Near,
The Slackers,
Scrapy,
Bluetip,
Con Funk Shun,
Anakelly,
Byron Stingily,
Marcia Griffiths,
JFA,
Bauhaus,
Joensuu 1685,
The Doobie Brothers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
New Order,
Sound Behaviour,
Patti Smith,
Jerry's Kids,
Ituana,
The Durutti Column,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
New Age Steppers,
Radiohead,
Roger Hodgson,
Janne Schatter,
Terrestrial Tones,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Yazoo,
Monolake,
Absolute Body Control,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
KRS-One,
The Remains,
The Walker Brothers,
Fugazi,
Hot Snakes,
Lindisfarne,
Second Layer,
Erasure,
Moby Grape,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scott Walker,
Minutemen,
Rod Modell,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.