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 Haiti and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 marimba 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 Agitation Free to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin 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 synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale 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?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Cramps,
Fad Gadget,
Robert Görl,
Matthew Halsall,
Moebius,
Darondo,
The Electric Prunes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Delta 5,
The Gap Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bobby Sherman,
Q65,
Warren Ellis,
Avey Tare,
FM Einheit,
Zero Boys,
Todd Terry,
Mission of Burma,
Davy DMX,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kayak,
Monolake,
MC5,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eve St. Jones,
the Soft Cell,
Connie Case,
The Slits,
Ponytail,
New York Dolls,
48th St. Collective,
Gang of Four,
Desert Stars,
Mars,
AZ,
The Grass Roots,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kerrie Biddell,
Accadde A,
DJ Sneak,
David McCallum,
Isaac Hayes,
Eric Dolphy,
Alphaville,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Wolf Eyes,
Morten Harket,
Joe Finger,
Cybotron,
The Dave Clark Five,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Siglo XX,
The Doors,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Second Layer,
Bill Wells,
Skriet,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.