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 Slovenia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Kerrie Biddell to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a chamberlin 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 oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Reuben Wilson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Duran Duran,
Symarip,
U.S. Maple,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
F. McDonald,
Franke,
Ponytail,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Seeds,
Hasil Adkins,
Easy Going,
The Wake,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jesper Dahlback,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dawn Penn,
Blossom Toes,
The Residents,
Skaos,
Dead Boys,
Robert Görl,
DJ Sneak,
Aural Exciters,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Minutemen,
Letta Mbulu,
Amon Düül,
Kayak,
Johnny Clarke,
Marine Girls,
The Buckinghams,
Sound Behaviour,
Sandy B,
Malaria!,
X-102,
the Swans,
The Fall,
Delta 5,
Technova,
Lakeside,
Arab on Radar,
Negative Approach,
The Velvet Underground,
Ludus,
Animal Collective,
The Angels of Light,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eli Mardock,
Nick Fraelich,
Das Ding,
Soft Cell,
LL Cool J,
Lebanon Hanover,
Derrick May,
Thompson Twins,
Quando Quango,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.