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 Norway and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum 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 Index to the funk 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
The Gun Club,
Fat Boys,
Charles Mingus,
The Associates,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fugazi,
Rod Modell,
Gabor Szabo,
The Birthday Party,
Mark Hollis,
The Buckinghams,
Maleditus Sound,
Mo-Dettes,
Inner City,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Adolescents,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lalann,
The Golliwogs,
The Divine Comedy,
Joy Division,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Barry Ungar,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Real Kids,
Jeff Mills,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sonic Youth,
Ice-T,
Young Marble Giants,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Doors,
Ultra Naté,
FM Einheit,
Con Funk Shun,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lucky Dragons,
Boz Scaggs,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Slackers,
The Beau Brummels,
Au Pairs,
a-ha,
L. Decosne,
Electric Prunes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Half Japanese,
Bobby Womack,
Crispy Ambulance,
Susan Cadogan,
Eve St. Jones,
Cybotron,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Bananas,
Wolf Eyes,
Marine Girls,
Brick,
John Foxx,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pylon,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.