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 Malaysia and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe 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 Crispy Ambulance to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
The Seeds,
Khruangbin,
Piero Umiliani,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Five Americans,
Sam Rivers,
Chrome,
Byron Stingily,
The Human League,
The Shadows of Knight,
Adolescents,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Grey Daturas,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lungfish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Young Rascals,
Popol Vuh,
David Bowie,
Pantytec,
Jawbox,
Sun Ra,
Scratch Acid,
The Walker Brothers,
The Monks,
Urselle,
Junior Murvin,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Blossom Toes,
Schoolly D,
The Tremeloes,
Derrick Morgan,
Eddi Front,
Electric Prunes,
The Fuzztones,
The Slits,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mad Mike,
The Motions,
Letta Mbulu,
Ponytail,
Q65,
The Star Department,
Rufus Thomas,
Young Marble Giants,
LL Cool J,
Leonard Cohen,
Kaleidoscope,
Joey Negro,
Derrick May,
Public Enemy,
Ultra Naté,
Suburban Knight,
Agitation Free,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DJ Style,
Patti Smith,
Brand Nubian,
Deakin,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.