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 Suriname and from Lyon.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 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 La Düsseldorf to the disco 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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Judy Mowatt,
Scion,
Tomorrow,
Andrew Hill,
The Searchers,
Black Moon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kas Product,
The Neon Judgement,
The Vogues,
Althea and Donna,
Soft Cell,
Graham Central Station,
Connie Case,
Scan 7,
Ronnie Foster,
Jerry's Kids,
ABC,
8 Eyed Spy,
Yaz,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ponytail,
Gichy Dan,
Gang of Four,
Derrick May,
X-102,
kango's stein massive,
Leonard Cohen,
Section 25,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Al Stewart,
Scott Walker,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Misunderstood,
The Music Machine,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ken Boothe,
Tim Buckley,
The American Breed,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Electric Prunes,
Jesper Dahlback,
Aswad,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Sound,
Gang Green,
Rotary Connection,
Aaron Thompson,
Yazoo,
Alton Ellis,
Arthur Verocai,
Crash Course in Science,
EPMD,
John Coltrane,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bill Near,
JFA,
New Age Steppers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rufus Thomas,
Thee Headcoats,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.