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 Uzbekistan and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 mellotron 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 Loose Ends to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Surgeon,
Kerri Chandler,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Donald Byrd,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Busters,
Basic Channel,
Niagra,
Cluster,
Circle Jerks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Godley & Creme,
Roxette,
Rosa Yemen,
Steve Hackett,
Organ,
The Pretty Things,
Icehouse,
Todd Rundgren,
Don Cherry,
Marvin Gaye,
Joe Finger,
Los Fastidios,
The Kinks,
Alton Ellis,
Robert Hood,
R.M.O.,
Warsaw,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Masters at Work,
Bronski Beat,
Das Ding,
The Smiths,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Japan,
Johnny Clarke,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The American Breed,
Thompson Twins,
La Düsseldorf,
Bluetip,
The Cure,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rites of Spring,
The Move,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Crispian St. Peters,
Suburban Knight,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Faust,
Scrapy,
Stetsasonic,
Yazoo,
Laurel Aitken,
Little Man,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bang On A Can,
The Velvet Underground,
Bob Dylan,
10cc,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.