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 Belgium and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 oboe 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 Slave to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
Cymande,
Albert Ayler,
cv313,
The Velvet Underground,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Vogues,
Byron Stingily,
Agitation Free,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jawbox,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jeff Lynne,
Soul Sonic Force,
Barbara Tucker,
Matthew Bourne,
Johnny Osbourne,
Country Teasers,
48th St. Collective,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Stockholm Monsters,
kango's stein massive,
DJ Style,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Au Pairs,
Black Sheep,
The Techniques,
Visage,
Ice-T,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Tremeloes,
Reuben Wilson,
John Lydon,
Saccharine Trust,
Surgeon,
Cameo,
The Beau Brummels,
The Standells,
The Buckinghams,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
New York Dolls,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Electric Prunes,
Bush Tetras,
Goldenarms,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Robert Görl,
The Fall,
Flipper,
Lou Reed,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mandrill,
Yusef Lateef,
Erykah Badu,
Piero Umiliani,
The Motions,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.