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 Jordan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 theremin 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 Little Man to the funk 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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
The Saints,
Technova,
Freddie Wadling,
Donald Byrd,
Warren Ellis,
Mr. Review,
cv313,
Bill Near,
Excepter,
Ronan,
Man Parrish,
Eurythmics,
DJ Sneak,
Lou Christie,
Ornette Coleman,
The Sound,
Fela Kuti,
Index,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Wings,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Names,
Stiv Bators,
Model 500,
Gang Green,
Susan Cadogan,
UT,
Agent Orange,
The Selecter,
Peter & Gordon,
Roger Hodgson,
Bang On A Can,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kool Moe Dee,
Surgeon,
The Sonics,
Sun City Girls,
Inner City,
Eric Copeland,
Janne Schatter,
The Fugs,
Lou Reed,
The Pretty Things,
Stereo Dub,
The Fortunes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bad Manners,
The Residents,
Organ,
Mandrill,
Audionom,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Country Teasers,
Robert Hood,
Ossler,
Lee Hazlewood,
Supertramp,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
48th St. Collective,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.