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 Egypt 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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 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 OOIOO to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rod Modell,
Japan,
10cc,
Oneida,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Sound,
Crooked Eye,
FM Einheit,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Accadde A,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stiv Bators,
The Five Americans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pierre Henry,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Subhumans,
John Cale,
Alison Limerick,
Eddi Front,
Matthew Bourne,
Bobby Womack,
Juan Atkins,
Danielle Patucci,
The Moleskins,
Dark Day,
Soul Sonic Force,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
PIL,
Letta Mbulu,
R.M.O.,
Depeche Mode,
Charles Mingus,
The Velvet Underground,
Mad Mike,
The Modern Lovers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Royal Trux,
Chrome,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Deadbeat,
MC5,
The Knickerbockers,
Scott Walker,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sound Behaviour,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Brand Nubian,
Essential Logic,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Saints,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Blues Magoos,
Gang Starr,
Joey Negro,
Zero Boys,
John Foxx,
Trumans Water,
Section 25,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.