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 Chile and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manchester.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
the Association,
ABC,
Tommy Roe,
Yusef Lateef,
Sam Rivers,
B.T. Express,
New York Dolls,
Rod Modell,
The Moleskins,
Public Image Ltd.,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Misunderstood,
Jeff Mills,
Arab on Radar,
Outsiders,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Blackbyrds,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Johnny Clarke,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Godley & Creme,
Faraquet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
AZ,
Absolute Body Control,
Flamin' Groovies,
Roxy Music,
Glambeats Corp.,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eric Dolphy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Smiths,
Terry Callier,
Model 500,
Monolake,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Angry Samoans,
The Five Americans,
Theoretical Girls,
Davy DMX,
Kenny Larkin,
Index,
Marmalade,
Basic Channel,
The Real Kids,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Young Rascals,
OOIOO,
Soul Sonic Force,
Delon & Dalcan,
Joy Division,
Adolescents,
Kaleidoscope,
David Bowie,
June Days,
Girls At Our Best!,
K-Klass,
Ultra Naté,
Wire,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.