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 Sierra Leone and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Technova to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Rapeman,
Rakim,
Bobby Sherman,
the Slits,
Hasil Adkins,
Graham Central Station,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Panda Bear,
Fluxion,
48th St. Collective,
Kurtis Blow,
Bronski Beat,
Rosa Yemen,
Aural Exciters,
Reuben Wilson,
Yaz,
Von Mondo,
Cybotron,
Sexual Harrassment,
Aloha Tigers,
the Normal,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Human League,
Los Fastidios,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ronan,
Infiniti,
UT,
Sister Nancy,
Guru Guru,
The Misunderstood,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Monks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Adolescents,
Faust,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Half Japanese,
Nils Olav,
Flamin' Groovies,
Television Personalities,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ornette Coleman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Clear Light,
La Düsseldorf,
The United States of America,
Bobby Womack,
Nas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fall,
Arcadia,
The Litter,
Kerrie Biddell,
Symarip,
Fela Kuti,
Public Enemy,
The Toasters,
JFA,
Juan Atkins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.