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 St Lucia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 clarinet 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
The J.B.'s,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Letta Mbulu,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Offenders,
James White and The Blacks,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lakeside,
Cameo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nik Kershaw,
Minnie Riperton,
Y Pants,
Eden Ahbez,
Throbbing Gristle,
Brand Nubian,
Boredoms,
Audionom,
Mr. Review,
New Age Steppers,
Erasure,
L. Decosne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Country Teasers,
Donny Hathaway,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kool Moe Dee,
Malaria!,
Mark Hollis,
Morten Harket,
Ronnie Foster,
Bill Near,
Grauzone,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rites of Spring,
June of 44,
Piero Umiliani,
Massinfluence,
H. Thieme,
Aaron Thompson,
Subhumans,
World's Most,
The Gun Club,
Ludus,
Second Layer,
Moby Grape,
Crispian St. Peters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Trojans,
Livin' Joy,
Blossom Toes,
Roger Hodgson,
The Golliwogs,
48th St. Collective,
Interpol,
Barclay James Harvest,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sarah Menescal,
the Soft Cell,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.