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 Peru and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Glasgow.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Real Kids,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sex Pistols,
The Sonics,
The Slits,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Tom Boy,
Fugazi,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cluster,
Marmalade,
The Searchers,
Whodini,
LL Cool J,
DNA,
Sonic Youth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Thee Headcoats,
Aloha Tigers,
Roxy Music,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Qualms,
Lebanon Hanover,
T. Rex,
Little Man,
The Happenings,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Curtis Mayfield,
Monks,
Malaria!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Negative Approach,
Rhythm & Sound,
Nas,
Scrapy,
One Last Wish,
the Human League,
Bill Wells,
David Axelrod,
Harry Pussy,
Chris Corsano,
Nils Olav,
Smog,
Erasure,
Dead Boys,
The Mummies,
Eve St. Jones,
Althea and Donna,
The Gap Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ludus,
Robert Görl,
Pantytec,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kenny Larkin,
Popol Vuh,
Rites of Spring,
Faust,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.