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 Greece and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Magma to the rock 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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Amon Düül,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
the Association,
Funky Four + One,
Barrington Levy,
Judy Mowatt,
Parry Music,
Tropical Tobacco,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ronnie Foster,
Crispian St. Peters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Harry Pussy,
CMW,
Maurizio,
Freddie Wadling,
Silicon Teens,
ABBA,
Mark Hollis,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Todd Rundgren,
DJ Style,
Brothers Johnson,
Bronski Beat,
Bill Wells,
Rhythm & Sound,
Amazonics,
Talk Talk,
Malaria!,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Cowsills,
Icehouse,
Siglo XX,
Donald Byrd,
The Moleskins,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Magma,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rotary Connection,
The Vogues,
Blake Baxter,
The Dave Clark Five,
Peter and Kerry,
Eli Mardock,
John Holt,
Cluster,
The Detroit Cobras,
Essential Logic,
Deepchord,
Gang of Four,
Fugazi,
Desert Stars,
Anthony Braxton,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Vladislav Delay,
Barbara Tucker,
Joe Finger,
Terry Callier,
Gabor Szabo,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.