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 Iraq and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro 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 Gang Gang Dance to the grime 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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
The Monochrome Set,
The Doors,
Supertramp,
John Coltrane,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lindisfarne,
The Pretty Things,
The Happenings,
Inner City,
Agent Orange,
Erasure,
The Offenders,
Ice-T,
kango's stein massive,
Con Funk Shun,
PIL,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lou Christie,
The Mighty Diamonds,
John Holt,
New Order,
Todd Terry,
Juan Atkins,
Section 25,
LL Cool J,
The Names,
UT,
Joe Finger,
Zero Boys,
Organ,
Index,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Janne Schatter,
Robert Görl,
The Smiths,
Youth Brigade,
Eric B and Rakim,
Crime,
Black Bananas,
Todd Rundgren,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Steve Hackett,
D'Angelo,
H. Thieme,
The Grass Roots,
The Trojans,
Arcadia,
Suburban Knight,
Gregory Isaacs,
John Cale,
Motorama,
Hot Snakes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Moebius,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Monks,
Country Teasers,
Donny Hathaway,
K-Klass,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.