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 Turkmenistan and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Public Image Ltd. to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gabor Szabo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Marshall Jefferson,
Freddie Wadling,
Unrelated Segments,
PIL,
The Golliwogs,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Minutemen,
Shoche,
Tim Buckley,
The Seeds,
Visage,
The Star Department,
Harmonia,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kayak,
Avey Tare,
Skriet,
Lakeside,
Amazonics,
Sandy B,
Shuggie Otis,
Little Man,
Jacob Miller,
Frankie Knuckles,
DNA,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Radio Birdman,
The Beau Brummels,
Dave Gahan,
EPMD,
The Cramps,
Make Up,
The Doors,
Groovy Waters,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Althea and Donna,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Flash Fearless,
Flipper,
Nik Kershaw,
Slave,
Cameo,
These Immortal Souls,
The Mummies,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Zeros,
Brass Construction,
Ornette Coleman,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Germs,
Colin Newman,
Niagra,
Trumans Water,
The Index,
the Soft Cell,
Lower 48,
Mantronix,
Cymande,
Carl Craig,
Nils Olav,
Suicide,
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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.