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 Kyrgyzstan and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bobby Byrd to the jazz 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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
EPMD,
Nas,
Los Fastidios,
Visage,
Robert Hood,
John Foxx,
Unrelated Segments,
Joyce Sims,
Kurtis Blow,
Rapeman,
Ornette Coleman,
Saccharine Trust,
Eden Ahbez,
New Order,
Laurel Aitken,
Dead Boys,
Dave Gahan,
The Grass Roots,
Interpol,
Excepter,
Crash Course in Science,
Television,
The Last Poets,
Danielle Patucci,
Dual Sessions,
Parry Music,
Kayak,
The Seeds,
Andrew Hill,
Bauhaus,
Outsiders,
Negative Approach,
Skarface,
Trumans Water,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Womack,
Icehouse,
K-Klass,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Black Sheep,
Jerry's Kids,
D'Angelo,
Rotary Connection,
The Music Machine,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rekid,
Hot Snakes,
Yaz,
Swell Maps,
Joe Smooth,
Echospace,
Boz Scaggs,
the Bar-Kays,
Gregory Isaacs,
Motorama,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Traffic Nightmare,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Matthew Halsall,
Lucky Dragons,
Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid.
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.