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 Barbados and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 linndrum 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 Eurythmics to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Crooked Eye,
Drexciya,
Tim Buckley,
Mark Hollis,
Scratch Acid,
Letta Mbulu,
Soft Cell,
MDC,
The Stooges,
Sonny Sharrock,
Susan Cadogan,
Half Japanese,
10cc,
Ludus,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Cameo,
Terry Callier,
Bronski Beat,
Mr. Review,
Porter Ricks,
The Cure,
Sarah Menescal,
Joe Smooth,
Minnie Riperton,
Iggy Pop,
John Cale,
The Busters,
Joyce Sims,
Todd Rundgren,
Kerrie Biddell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Swans,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Magazine,
Jeru the Damaja,
Todd Terry,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Electric Prunes,
David McCallum,
Lower 48,
Trumans Water,
X-102,
Shoche,
The Gladiators,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Grauzone,
Nation of Ulysses,
New Order,
John Coltrane,
Sonic Youth,
Fad Gadget,
Newcleus,
Metal Thangz,
The Red Krayola,
Charles Mingus,
The Raincoats,
Kurtis Blow,
The Grass Roots,
KRS-One,
Mars,
Lungfish,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.