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 United Kingdom and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lindisfarne to the disco 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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
Average White Band,
Lee Hazlewood,
Khruangbin,
Drexciya,
Deakin,
Franke,
The New Christs,
Babytalk,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Kinks,
Eddi Front,
Agitation Free,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Icehouse,
Joey Negro,
Marine Girls,
the Swans,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Dave Clark Five,
Spandau Ballet,
Monolake,
Mantronix,
the Association,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Stooges,
Young Marble Giants,
Funkadelic,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Massinfluence,
The Evens,
Procol Harum,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eurythmics,
Scan 7,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Michelle Simonal,
Aural Exciters,
Peter and Kerry,
Crime,
Minny Pops,
Bush Tetras,
Isaac Hayes,
Clear Light,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Inner City,
Alton Ellis,
Pet Shop Boys,
Parry Music,
Suburban Knight,
Swell Maps,
Fluxion,
Section 25,
L. Decosne,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
10cc,
Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.
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.