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 Tunisia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 The Sound to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Jacques Brel,
Susan Cadogan,
Joensuu 1685,
Lightning Bolt,
B.T. Express,
Bobby Sherman,
The Smiths,
Blancmange,
The Gap Band,
Joe Smooth,
Gang Green,
The Dirtbombs,
Reagan Youth,
Skarface,
Tom Boy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Tropical Tobacco,
Theoretical Girls,
Make Up,
Oblivians,
Con Funk Shun,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Knickerbockers,
Guru Guru,
Nation of Ulysses,
Tomorrow,
Brick,
The Standells,
Byron Stingily,
Dark Day,
The Black Dice,
The Leaves,
Morten Harket,
MC5,
Talk Talk,
Laurel Aitken,
The Vogues,
Donald Byrd,
Stereo Dub,
The Associates,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Barrington Levy,
Skriet,
Gang of Four,
Duran Duran,
Arab on Radar,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Slits,
One Last Wish,
Siglo XX,
Unwound,
Crash Course in Science,
David Axelrod,
Urselle,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rapeman,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.