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 Slovakia and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 ABC to the jazz 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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
The Monochrome Set,
Barbara Tucker,
New York Dolls,
Danielle Patucci,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
48th St. Collective,
Nirvana,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Maurizio,
Roy Ayers,
Second Layer,
Loose Ends,
Vainqueur,
Dual Sessions,
Easy Going,
Mo-Dettes,
Bluetip,
The Doobie Brothers,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Wasted Youth,
The Slackers,
David McCallum,
PIL,
Bob Dylan,
Ossler,
Porter Ricks,
Grauzone,
Deakin,
Soulsonic Force,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Joey Negro,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Cybotron,
Ohio Players,
Half Japanese,
Ronnie Foster,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soul II Soul,
Harry Pussy,
MDC,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Human League,
Quadrant,
E-Dancer,
Howard Jones,
Panda Bear,
Black Sheep,
ABBA,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Basic Channel,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Theoretical Girls,
The Young Rascals,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bill Wells,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Arcadia,
The Index,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.