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 Austria and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the disco 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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron 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 disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
Crime,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Mission of Burma,
Scan 7,
Q65,
10cc,
Charles Mingus,
Supertramp,
Cluster,
D'Angelo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Thee Headcoats,
Royal Trux,
Erasure,
Smog,
Dave Gahan,
Black Moon,
Technova,
Black Bananas,
Goldenarms,
Beasts of Bourbon,
U.S. Maple,
Ponytail,
Gang of Four,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mad Mike,
Gang Green,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jeru the Damaja,
The United States of America,
DNA,
Idris Muhammad,
Anthony Braxton,
Ice-T,
Vainqueur,
Mr. Review,
X-102,
Donny Hathaway,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Parry Music,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Roxette,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lungfish,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Television,
Minny Pops,
Urselle,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Aaron Thompson,
8 Eyed Spy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Todd Terry,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.