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 Congo and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 Calgary and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Subhumans to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dead Boys,
the Soft Cell,
Kayak,
Young Marble Giants,
Howard Jones,
Bluetip,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Music Machine,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Yazoo,
the Association,
Buzzcocks,
Joy Division,
Severed Heads,
Hoover,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Organ,
Camberwell Now,
Quantec,
Morten Harket,
Swell Maps,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
the Normal,
Scott Walker,
Curtis Mayfield,
Patti Smith,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ludus,
The Blackbyrds,
Anthony Braxton,
LL Cool J,
Von Mondo,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fugazi,
8 Eyed Spy,
Eurythmics,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kevin Saunderson,
Donald Byrd,
Bobby Byrd,
David McCallum,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Electric Prunes,
AZ,
Funky Four + One,
Steve Hackett,
Avey Tare,
Nirvana,
ABC,
Delon & Dalcan,
Echospace,
Tres Demented,
Country Teasers,
Brick,
Procol Harum,
Lalann,
Public Enemy,
DJ Style,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The New Christs,
Cymande,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.