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 Syria and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 The Pretty Things to the techno 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 The Gladiators. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Cymande,
Faust,
Con Funk Shun,
Franke,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Trumans Water,
Fatback Band,
Simply Red,
Electric Prunes,
Sällskapet,
Fela Kuti,
Black Pus,
Altered Images,
Fluxion,
This Heat,
Soul II Soul,
Kurtis Blow,
Alison Limerick,
Peter & Gordon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Agitation Free,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Dave Clark Five,
Qualms,
Neu!,
Livin' Joy,
Dennis Brown,
Fear,
Rosa Yemen,
Vladislav Delay,
The Evens,
UT,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tim Buckley,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Deepchord,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Names,
Vainqueur,
Wire,
Bauhaus,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Fania All-Stars,
Schoolly D,
Ultimate Spinach,
Amon Düül,
X-101,
Dual Sessions,
Amazonics,
CMW,
Lou Christie,
The Sonics,
Steve Hackett,
The Doors,
The Neon Judgement,
Glenn Branca,
The Fall,
Soft Machine,
The Toasters,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Camberwell Now,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.