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 Malawi and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soft Machine to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Country Teasers,
New Order,
Eve St. Jones,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Organ,
The Trojans,
The Red Krayola,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Evens,
The Victims,
The Fortunes,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Neon Judgement,
Parry Music,
Byron Stingily,
Boredoms,
Donny Hathaway,
the Normal,
Joensuu 1685,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Zapp,
Derrick Morgan,
Kerri Chandler,
Harry Pussy,
Flash Fearless,
Nation of Ulysses,
Depeche Mode,
Tomorrow,
Stetsasonic,
Cameo,
Brand Nubian,
Suburban Knight,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Intrusion,
The Gun Club,
The Modern Lovers,
Marine Girls,
The Misunderstood,
Boogie Down Productions,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cymande,
Hoover,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camouflage,
Monks,
The Birthday Party,
Joe Smooth,
Negative Approach,
Supertramp,
The Buckinghams,
Ronan,
Soft Cell,
Pierre Henry,
the Soft Cell,
The Young Rascals,
Nick Fraelich,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Wake,
Slave,
Television,
Pantaleimon,
Bobby Byrd,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.