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 Belize and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Johannesburg.
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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 David McCallum to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
Deakin,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Boz Scaggs,
Mad Mike,
New Age Steppers,
Minor Threat,
Blossom Toes,
Minutemen,
Wolf Eyes,
Altered Images,
Mars,
The Cowsills,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eden Ahbez,
Royal Trux,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Delta 5,
The Cure,
Pere Ubu,
Can,
The Monochrome Set,
Crime,
The Litter,
Television Personalities,
Wally Richardson,
The Searchers,
The Fugs,
Kurtis Blow,
the Association,
The Skatalites,
The Mojo Men,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Sonics,
Swans,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Moody Blues,
Byron Stingily,
Alton Ellis,
JFA,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Inner City,
Silicon Teens,
Rod Modell,
The Leaves,
Rapeman,
John Cale,
Sun Ra,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Minnie Riperton,
Cluster,
Duran Duran,
The Evens,
Peter & Gordon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Camberwell Now,
Radiohead,
Chris & Cosey,
The Gories,
Iggy Pop,
Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones.
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.