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 Ivory Coast and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 These Immortal Souls to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gang Starr,
Crash Course in Science,
Parry Music,
Roxy Music,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Moody Blues,
the Association,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Gladiators,
Grey Daturas,
Stiv Bators,
Lebanon Hanover,
Hasil Adkins,
10cc,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rotary Connection,
Eddi Front,
Lakeside,
Lou Christie,
Leonard Cohen,
Isaac Hayes,
Al Stewart,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nick Fraelich,
Eli Mardock,
Bluetip,
Cheater Slicks,
Man Parrish,
the Germs,
Angry Samoans,
Liliput,
Sight & Sound,
Urselle,
Arthur Verocai,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ken Boothe,
Nirvana,
Rekid,
the Slits,
Circle Jerks,
Arcadia,
Ponytail,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ohio Players,
Camberwell Now,
Qualms,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Smoke,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Faust,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ornette Coleman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sound Behaviour,
Visage,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
DNA,
Brick,
The Zeros,
The Angels of Light,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.