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 Belgium and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Eric Copeland to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Detroit Cobras,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nick Fraelich,
The Walker Brothers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pantaleimon,
Cybotron,
The Fugs,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gregory Isaacs,
Boz Scaggs,
Chrome,
Dark Day,
The Count Five,
Dorothy Ashby,
Public Enemy,
Joensuu 1685,
Derrick Morgan,
Oblivians,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Dave Gahan,
Slick Rick,
Con Funk Shun,
Shoche,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Little Man,
Alison Limerick,
The Sound,
Dead Boys,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Letta Mbulu,
The Moleskins,
Eli Mardock,
Moby Grape,
Adolescents,
Lungfish,
Bobby Byrd,
Soulsonic Force,
Siglo XX,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Peter & Gordon,
John Holt,
The Divine Comedy,
Jeff Mills,
The Invisible,
The Electric Prunes,
Bill Near,
Symarip,
The Smiths,
The Human League,
Malaria!,
The Cramps,
Rod Modell,
The J.B.'s,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
the Soft Cell,
Blancmange,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Isaac Hayes,
Nik Kershaw,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.