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 Monaco and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 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 The Velvet Underground to the crunk 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
Moebius,
Moss Icon,
Junior Murvin,
Liliput,
La Düsseldorf,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rosa Yemen,
Stockholm Monsters,
Faust,
Barbara Tucker,
X-101,
Michelle Simonal,
the Human League,
Moby Grape,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Q65,
Jeff Mills,
Dave Gahan,
Kerri Chandler,
Crime,
Motorama,
Rakim,
Lalann,
Robert Görl,
Jacob Miller,
Tubeway Army,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Move,
Monolake,
Tomorrow,
Essential Logic,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barry Ungar,
Pierre Henry,
Malaria!,
Delon & Dalcan,
John Lydon,
Scrapy,
Godley & Creme,
Porter Ricks,
Aloha Tigers,
Derrick Morgan,
Harpers Bizarre,
Cal Tjader,
The Motions,
Dennis Brown,
Ossler,
New Age Steppers,
Mission of Burma,
Radio Birdman,
Gil Scott Heron,
Agent Orange,
Neil Young,
kango's stein massive,
Sällskapet,
Slave,
FM Einheit,
Gastr Del Sol,
CMW,
Sugar Minott,
Infiniti,
Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim.
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.