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 Comoros and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bronski Beat to the techno 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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erykah Badu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Eden Ahbez,
Barrington Levy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Dave Clark Five,
Hot Snakes,
Brick,
The Buckinghams,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Raincoats,
Fluxion,
Minnie Riperton,
Anthony Braxton,
The Misunderstood,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sandy B,
AZ,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Vogues,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sound Behaviour,
Aaron Thompson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kurtis Blow,
The Techniques,
Intrusion,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sight & Sound,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Gories,
Rites of Spring,
Mad Mike,
MC5,
Quadrant,
Eric Copeland,
Althea and Donna,
Max Romeo,
OOIOO,
Wasted Youth,
Dave Gahan,
The Doobie Brothers,
Groovy Waters,
Negative Approach,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Darondo,
Monolake,
Flipper,
Agitation Free,
The Smiths,
Scan 7,
Section 25,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Morten Harket,
Massinfluence,
Yellowson,
Donny Hathaway,
Robert Görl,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.