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 Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rekid to the grime 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 The Names. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
Funky Four + One,
Godley & Creme,
Newcleus,
Thee Headcoats,
D'Angelo,
Girls At Our Best!,
UT,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sound Behaviour,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Peter & Gordon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bill Wells,
Suburban Knight,
Amon Düül II,
Eve St. Jones,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Organ,
Arthur Verocai,
Derrick May,
The United States of America,
Blancmange,
The Moleskins,
Shuggie Otis,
The Flesh Eaters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lucky Dragons,
Boogie Down Productions,
Chrome,
Sandy B,
Tres Demented,
The Modern Lovers,
Bobby Byrd,
Skriet,
Marvin Gaye,
Icehouse,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lou Reed,
The Tremeloes,
Marmalade,
Prince Buster,
Gang Green,
Bronski Beat,
Ossler,
Maurizio,
Procol Harum,
Radio Birdman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Soft Cell,
Reuben Wilson,
Nick Fraelich,
The Divine Comedy,
The Remains,
The Doors,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fear,
Groovy Waters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran.
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.