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 Luxembourg and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 chamberlin 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 The Fire Engines to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Dorothy Ashby,
Harry Pussy,
Blake Baxter,
The Five Americans,
Kenny Larkin,
Kayak,
China Crisis,
Magma,
Derrick Morgan,
New Order,
Bad Manners,
New York Dolls,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
F. McDonald,
Rapeman,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Roxy Music,
Main Source,
Idris Muhammad,
kango's stein massive,
Monolake,
The Cure,
Flipper,
a-ha,
Lalann,
Mandrill,
Sun Ra,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Carl Craig,
Susan Cadogan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bang On A Can,
Alton Ellis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sex Pistols,
Ohio Players,
Q and Not U,
Pole,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Country Joe & The Fish,
OOIOO,
Kevin Saunderson,
Joe Smooth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Goldenarms,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tim Buckley,
Television Personalities,
Drexciya,
The Seeds,
The Buckinghams,
cv313,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Monochrome Set,
Gastr Del Sol,
Zero Boys,
Warren Ellis,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.