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 Saudi Arabia and from Lyon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 T. Rex to the funk 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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oppenheimer Analysis 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 güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Sound Behaviour,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Echospace,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bad Manners,
Donny Hathaway,
Metal Thangz,
Al Stewart,
The Motions,
Dual Sessions,
The Last Poets,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eric Dolphy,
Bill Wells,
Altered Images,
Bronski Beat,
Minny Pops,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sex Pistols,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mandrill,
Erykah Badu,
X-102,
Mo-Dettes,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Young Rascals,
MDC,
Ronnie Foster,
cv313,
Rufus Thomas,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Neon Judgement,
Thompson Twins,
Avey Tare,
Shoche,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Harmonia,
The Dirtbombs,
Cameo,
Darondo,
La Düsseldorf,
Erasure,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Scott Walker,
AZ,
Dark Day,
Jeru the Damaja,
Suicide,
Camouflage,
The Kinks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Seeds,
Glenn Branca,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Amon Düül,
Roger Hodgson,
Hashim,
The Index,
Aswad,
Barclay James Harvest,
Faust,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.