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 Nicaragua and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Unwound to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rites of Spring,
E-Dancer,
Y Pants,
Soul Sonic Force,
EPMD,
H. Thieme,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Al Stewart,
Sound Behaviour,
Kerrie Biddell,
Minor Threat,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Blackbyrds,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Andrew Hill,
The Moleskins,
Robert Görl,
Janne Schatter,
The Gladiators,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Laurel Aitken,
John Cale,
Excepter,
Echospace,
Jeff Mills,
Flipper,
Pagans,
Easy Going,
Hasil Adkins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Althea and Donna,
Pole,
The Pop Group,
Loose Ends,
One Last Wish,
Soft Machine,
Arcadia,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Main Source,
Clear Light,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Prince Buster,
Wally Richardson,
Joey Negro,
The Alarm Clocks,
Deepchord,
Swans,
Slick Rick,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bad Manners,
Rosa Yemen,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Invisible,
Half Japanese,
Fad Gadget,
Liliput,
The Real Kids,
Marine Girls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bill Near,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.