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 the UAE and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the techno 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Von Mondo,
Smog,
The Knickerbockers,
Oblivians,
The Angels of Light,
The United States of America,
Eli Mardock,
Barrington Levy,
The Fuzztones,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Technova,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kas Product,
Erasure,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Association,
Neu!,
Stereo Dub,
Icehouse,
Franke,
Jeff Lynne,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Shoche,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jeru the Damaja,
Funky Four + One,
Judy Mowatt,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ultimate Spinach,
E-Dancer,
Todd Rundgren,
Sugar Minott,
Sam Rivers,
ABBA,
Unwound,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pantaleimon,
New Age Steppers,
Ronnie Foster,
Mission of Burma,
Goldenarms,
Hardrive,
The Trojans,
JFA,
Joensuu 1685,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kayak,
Danielle Patucci,
Tom Boy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Talk Talk,
Moebius,
The Evens,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.