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 Guinea-Bissau 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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Cowsills to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Camberwell Now,
Trumans Water,
Wings,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DNA,
Arthur Verocai,
June Days,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Siglo XX,
Tomorrow,
The Fire Engines,
Au Pairs,
Wire,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Sonics,
Bluetip,
The Evens,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Busters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
These Immortal Souls,
KRS-One,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Amon Düül II,
Sight & Sound,
Pierre Henry,
JFA,
the Sonics,
Howard Jones,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Audionom,
Tommy Roe,
Masters at Work,
Todd Rundgren,
Unrelated Segments,
Malaria!,
Cheater Slicks,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Babytalk,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eric B and Rakim,
Joyce Sims,
Ronan,
Scientists,
Quadrant,
Grandmaster Flash,
Barbara Tucker,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pulsallama,
Eden Ahbez,
Neu!,
Moss Icon,
the Bar-Kays,
Mandrill,
Amon Düül,
The Doobie Brothers,
Skriet,
Public Enemy,
Brothers Johnson,
Organ,
Glenn Branca,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.