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 Gabon and from Portland.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 JFA to the jazz 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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ice-T,
Chris & Cosey,
Pharoah Sanders,
Groovy Waters,
Arthur Verocai,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ituana,
Sight & Sound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Standells,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Angels of Light,
Dave Gahan,
Johnny Clarke,
Ponytail,
Pole,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Frankie Knuckles,
Moebius,
Warsaw,
Black Pus,
Boz Scaggs,
Mission of Burma,
Quadrant,
The Tremeloes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
LL Cool J,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Henry Cow,
Anakelly,
Robert Görl,
Kas Product,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Knickerbockers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sex Pistols,
Mo-Dettes,
Dark Day,
Unwound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gabor Szabo,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Walker Brothers,
The Beau Brummels,
Saccharine Trust,
David Axelrod,
One Last Wish,
Gastr Del Sol,
Monks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jerry's Kids,
Delon & Dalcan,
Cybotron,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Beasts of Bourbon,
L. Decosne,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.