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 Libya and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Glasgow.
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 sitar 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 ABBA to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
Matthew Halsall,
ABBA,
China Crisis,
The Alarm Clocks,
the Fania All-Stars,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Gap Band,
Porter Ricks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Alton Ellis,
John Holt,
Public Enemy,
Sex Pistols,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ralphi Rosario,
10cc,
Moss Icon,
Freddie Wadling,
Sarah Menescal,
The Residents,
The Raincoats,
Audionom,
Sound Behaviour,
Das Ding,
Kaleidoscope,
The Busters,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rufus Thomas,
The Knickerbockers,
Quantec,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lower 48,
Carl Craig,
The Young Rascals,
Camberwell Now,
Sonny Sharrock,
Vladislav Delay,
Dorothy Ashby,
Stereo Dub,
Henry Cow,
Thompson Twins,
Lightning Bolt,
Visage,
Yaz,
John Coltrane,
Bootsy Collins,
Jeru the Damaja,
Agent Orange,
Nation of Ulysses,
Toni Rubio,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Tommy Roe,
T. Rex,
X-102,
Rapeman,
Neil Young,
U.S. Maple,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.