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 Malta and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Wally Richardson to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Con Funk Shun,
Darondo,
The Modern Lovers,
Tears for Fears,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Amon Düül II,
Sam Rivers,
The Toasters,
Mars,
Bronski Beat,
Pharoah Sanders,
The United States of America,
Robert Hood,
Agitation Free,
Ice-T,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Delta 5,
Lee Hazlewood,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Average White Band,
Jeff Lynne,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Masters at Work,
The Human League,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Depeche Mode,
Los Fastidios,
The Dirtbombs,
Amazonics,
DJ Sneak,
Matthew Halsall,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jerry's Kids,
The Mojo Men,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Talk Talk,
Model 500,
Porter Ricks,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Throbbing Gristle,
Underground Resistance,
Popol Vuh,
Camouflage,
Janne Schatter,
The Evens,
F. McDonald,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Searchers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Roy Ayers,
Dawn Penn,
Altered Images,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bobby Womack,
Au Pairs,
The Velvet Underground,
CMW,
Barrington Levy,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.