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 Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Japan to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Tubeway Army,
Absolute Body Control,
Lucky Dragons,
Grauzone,
The Neon Judgement,
Duran Duran,
Fat Boys,
Animal Collective,
Dark Day,
The Misunderstood,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sister Nancy,
Echospace,
Deadbeat,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Litter,
Pagans,
Black Moon,
EPMD,
Andrew Hill,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Nick Fraelich,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Durutti Column,
Groovy Waters,
Alton Ellis,
Quantec,
Jeff Lynne,
Basic Channel,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fortunes,
Bluetip,
David Axelrod,
Jerry's Kids,
Jeff Mills,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Au Pairs,
The Red Krayola,
Hashim,
The Martian,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
U.S. Maple,
Black Flag,
The Fall,
Yaz,
Henry Cow,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fela Kuti,
Joy Division,
Patti Smith,
Bill Near,
The Toasters,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ultimate Spinach,
Derrick Morgan,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.