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 Honduras and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 rhodes 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Warren Ellis,
Inner City,
Roxette,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Clear Light,
Thompson Twins,
Zapp,
Lucky Dragons,
Outsiders,
Minutemen,
Public Enemy,
Matthew Bourne,
the Bar-Kays,
Angry Samoans,
Dennis Brown,
David Axelrod,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Doors,
New York Dolls,
Pussy Galore,
Steve Hackett,
Youth Brigade,
Scion,
John Cale,
The Pretty Things,
Guru Guru,
Ituana,
Aloha Tigers,
Fad Gadget,
Nico,
Radiohead,
Quadrant,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cal Tjader,
Barbara Tucker,
The Buckinghams,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Blancmange,
Ludus,
Fluxion,
Marmalade,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dead Boys,
The Grass Roots,
The Seeds,
The Associates,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Interpol,
Q65,
June Days,
DJ Sneak,
Lalann,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Television,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Erykah Badu,
Fela Kuti,
Ice-T,
Panda Bear,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Moebius,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.