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 Somalia and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Dual Sessions to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
The Names,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bill Near,
The Gladiators,
Excepter,
Pulsallama,
John Foxx,
The Seeds,
Soft Machine,
Scratch Acid,
Harmonia,
Quantec,
Pylon,
Matthew Halsall,
Rosa Yemen,
Toni Rubio,
D'Angelo,
Roy Ayers,
Barbara Tucker,
Audionom,
Organ,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The United States of America,
Sly & The Family Stone,
This Heat,
Ten City,
The Blues Magoos,
Whodini,
Fluxion,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Arthur Verocai,
Absolute Body Control,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Isaac Hayes,
Tommy Roe,
Das Ding,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Country Teasers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sex Pistols,
Danielle Patucci,
The Monochrome Set,
Cybotron,
Arab on Radar,
the Human League,
H. Thieme,
Lakeside,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Make Up,
the Germs,
Michelle Simonal,
Zapp,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
F. McDonald,
Loose Ends,
Darondo,
Todd Rundgren,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.