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 Madagascar and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 Hardrive to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fluxion,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
David Bowie,
Scan 7,
Sarah Menescal,
The Tremeloes,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Stooges,
PIL,
Section 25,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Ohio Players,
Flamin' Groovies,
Robert Görl,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Crooked Eye,
the Human League,
The Fire Engines,
Groovy Waters,
Aaron Thompson,
The Velvet Underground,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Livin' Joy,
The Monochrome Set,
John Foxx,
The Star Department,
Faraquet,
D'Angelo,
Glenn Branca,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jacob Miller,
The Slackers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Danielle Patucci,
Erykah Badu,
The Modern Lovers,
Tears for Fears,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Blackbyrds,
Glambeats Corp.,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Cramps,
Judy Mowatt,
EPMD,
Bang On A Can,
Delon & Dalcan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Black Bananas,
The Last Poets,
Skriet,
Dead Boys,
48th St. Collective,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sex Pistols,
Minnie Riperton,
Can,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Main Source,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.