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 Latvia and from Salvador.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Shoche to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Graham Central Station,
F. McDonald,
Altered Images,
Television Personalities,
Excepter,
Davy DMX,
Colin Newman,
DNA,
The Offenders,
Matthew Halsall,
Zero Boys,
Inner City,
The Blackbyrds,
Interpol,
Skarface,
Sam Rivers,
Eden Ahbez,
Glambeats Corp.,
Von Mondo,
The Sonics,
Anthony Braxton,
Vainqueur,
The Five Americans,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cybotron,
Ten City,
The Misunderstood,
Blake Baxter,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rekid,
Fad Gadget,
Pere Ubu,
Scientists,
Echospace,
James White and The Blacks,
The Buckinghams,
Johnny Osbourne,
Blossom Toes,
Nick Fraelich,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Joey Negro,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gabor Szabo,
Fugazi,
The Moleskins,
The Velvet Underground,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Visage,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Grass Roots,
Freddie Wadling,
Josef K,
Mars,
The Gories,
Spoonie Gee,
The Detroit Cobras,
Blancmange,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Saccharine Trust,
Scan 7,
The American Breed,
Hoover, Hoover, Hoover, Hoover.
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.