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 Fiji and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Josef K to the rock 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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
Funkadelic,
Sound Behaviour,
Fela Kuti,
Monolake,
Moss Icon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Groovy Waters,
The Remains,
John Lydon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Essential Logic,
Severed Heads,
Organ,
Gichy Dan,
Grey Daturas,
Ronnie Foster,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Faraquet,
Joy Division,
John Coltrane,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Germs,
Depeche Mode,
Minny Pops,
Dawn Penn,
Lindisfarne,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mars,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Technova,
Marshall Jefferson,
Faust,
Amazonics,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Harpers Bizarre,
X-101,
Black Moon,
Dead Boys,
The Shadows of Knight,
Country Teasers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Seeds,
Flamin' Groovies,
Wings,
Radio Birdman,
the Fania All-Stars,
Eric B and Rakim,
Television Personalities,
Cybotron,
Sparks,
Simply Red,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Max Romeo,
The Happenings,
Nation of Ulysses,
Glambeats Corp.,
Howard Jones,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
David Axelrod,
Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia.
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.