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 Azerbaijan and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and New York.
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 spring reverb 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 Danielle Patucci to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA 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?
Eurythmics,
Quadrant,
Jacob Miller,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rosa Yemen,
Minny Pops,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Hasil Adkins,
Lightning Bolt,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
UT,
The Selecter,
Roxette,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Traffic Nightmare,
MC5,
Bronski Beat,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bill Wells,
Steve Hackett,
La Düsseldorf,
Wolf Eyes,
ABBA,
Magazine,
Oblivians,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Duran Duran,
Parry Music,
Arab on Radar,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Hardrive,
Panda Bear,
Rotary Connection,
DNA,
Inner City,
World's Most,
The Sound,
Fela Kuti,
Flash Fearless,
The Invisible,
Vladislav Delay,
Quantec,
Fat Boys,
The Skatalites,
Oneida,
Avey Tare,
Nirvana,
Nation of Ulysses,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Sheep,
Angry Samoans,
The Fortunes,
The Grass Roots,
Tom Boy,
PIL,
The Fire Engines,
Model 500,
X-102,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sun Ra,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.