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 Austria and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 theremin 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the rap 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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Gerry Rafferty,
Suicide,
The Durutti Column,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Barclay James Harvest,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bobby Hutcherson,
June Days,
The Monochrome Set,
Nas,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Barbara Tucker,
Avey Tare,
The Star Department,
48th St. Collective,
DNA,
AZ,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eden Ahbez,
Janne Schatter,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Vainqueur,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Germs,
Todd Terry,
Zero Boys,
Black Bananas,
Skaos,
Vladislav Delay,
Deepchord,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wire,
The Raincoats,
Lightning Bolt,
Royal Trux,
Stiv Bators,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Intrusion,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Moleskins,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sandy B,
Siglo XX,
Thompson Twins,
New Age Steppers,
The Neon Judgement,
Mad Mike,
The Stooges,
Quadrant,
Mo-Dettes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Suburban Knight,
Boredoms,
The J.B.'s,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Byrd,
the Normal,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.