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 Kenya and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Lee Hazlewood to the dance 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Last Poets record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Joy Division,
Warsaw,
Erykah Badu,
Jeff Mills,
The Zeros,
Sixth Finger,
The Barracudas,
The Pop Group,
Zero Boys,
Guru Guru,
Tears for Fears,
F. McDonald,
The Searchers,
The Martian,
New Age Steppers,
Icehouse,
The Velvet Underground,
Eddi Front,
Ossler,
The Moleskins,
Dark Day,
Throbbing Gristle,
New York Dolls,
The New Christs,
Swans,
Ten City,
DNA,
Skaos,
Clear Light,
Urselle,
Morten Harket,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jerry's Kids,
Kaleidoscope,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Hasil Adkins,
Johnny Clarke,
kango's stein massive,
Joey Negro,
Lalo Schifrin,
Can,
The Leaves,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dawn Penn,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Tubeway Army,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gong,
Minnie Riperton,
Sugar Minott,
Supertramp,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Brick,
Main Source,
Aloha Tigers,
Funkadelic,
The Pretty Things,
Henry Cow,
The Wake,
the Sonics,
Roy Ayers,
Depeche Mode,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.