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 Romania and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 808 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 ABBA to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Index. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mark Hollis,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
DJ Sneak,
The Doors,
KRS-One,
Robert Görl,
Kayak,
Camberwell Now,
Scientists,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lalann,
Cameo,
The Associates,
The Walker Brothers,
Man Parrish,
Minor Threat,
Lungfish,
Q and Not U,
Scan 7,
Fugazi,
Royal Trux,
Barry Ungar,
The Cramps,
Soul Sonic Force,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Saccharine Trust,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Sonics,
Carl Craig,
MC5,
Negative Approach,
Severed Heads,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
David Bowie,
Scratch Acid,
Desert Stars,
Ralphi Rosario,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Five Americans,
Magma,
The J.B.'s,
Lyres,
MDC,
Gichy Dan,
Simply Red,
Kas Product,
Intrusion,
Aural Exciters,
The Selecter,
the Human League,
Cymande,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Techniques,
The Music Machine,
Mandrill,
The Litter,
Don Cherry,
Bluetip,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.