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 Angola 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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Whodini to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
The Kinks,
Anakelly,
Von Mondo,
Little Man,
Technova,
Stetsasonic,
Visage,
Hashim,
Television,
Bill Wells,
Mark Hollis,
John Lydon,
D'Angelo,
Quando Quango,
Mad Mike,
Piero Umiliani,
Public Enemy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Au Pairs,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Skaos,
Lower 48,
Don Cherry,
Marshall Jefferson,
EPMD,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Inner City,
Black Flag,
The Durutti Column,
Rakim,
Johnny Osbourne,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ituana,
Tim Buckley,
Moby Grape,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sixth Finger,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Toni Rubio,
Quadrant,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Joy Division,
Neil Young,
Newcleus,
Animal Collective,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Roger Hodgson,
Main Source,
Porter Ricks,
OOIOO,
New Age Steppers,
The Names,
Duran Duran,
Unrelated Segments,
Procol Harum,
Arthur Verocai,
Soul II Soul,
The Techniques,
Robert Wyatt,
This Heat,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.