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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the crunk 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 The Gladiators. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader 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 '80s.
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 Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Five Americans,
David Bowie,
Jimmy McGriff,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Yazoo,
Gichy Dan,
Marine Girls,
Leonard Cohen,
The Litter,
Funky Four + One,
R.M.O.,
Model 500,
E-Dancer,
The Move,
Alison Limerick,
Tropical Tobacco,
Scientists,
The Fall,
Lucky Dragons,
Theoretical Girls,
June Days,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kenny Larkin,
Buzzcocks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Drexciya,
Jeff Mills,
Rekid,
The Searchers,
The Human League,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kas Product,
Q65,
Infiniti,
Magazine,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jeru the Damaja,
Inner City,
Los Fastidios,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
48th St. Collective,
Derrick May,
Ronan,
Funkadelic,
Dave Gahan,
the Association,
Lou Christie,
Organ,
Ossler,
Unrelated Segments,
Marc Almond,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Camberwell Now,
X-102,
Gabor Szabo,
Banda Bassotti,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Buckinghams,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.