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 Denmark and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 AZ to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kevin Saunderson,
Y Pants,
The Slits,
Alison Limerick,
Gang of Four,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Iggy Pop,
Bluetip,
The Angels of Light,
Laurel Aitken,
Dead Boys,
Joey Negro,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Seeds,
Glenn Branca,
Aloha Tigers,
Average White Band,
Soul II Soul,
Cheater Slicks,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lungfish,
The Dave Clark Five,
UT,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Monks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
David Axelrod,
Mad Mike,
DJ Sneak,
The Monochrome Set,
Spandau Ballet,
X-101,
Minutemen,
La Düsseldorf,
John Foxx,
Camouflage,
Anthony Braxton,
Ten City,
Vladislav Delay,
Kurtis Blow,
Robert Görl,
Junior Murvin,
H. Thieme,
ABBA,
Kas Product,
Interpol,
Matthew Halsall,
Qualms,
Lakeside,
10cc,
Newcleus,
Barry Ungar,
the Fania All-Stars,
Crime,
Loose Ends,
Pagans,
Piero Umiliani,
Kayak,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.