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 Malaysia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Madrid.
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 oboe 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the electroclash 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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Rotary Connection,
Aural Exciters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Funky Four + One,
Glambeats Corp.,
Monolake,
Quadrant,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Scratch Acid,
Byron Stingily,
Bootsy Collins,
Gichy Dan,
Steve Hackett,
John Cale,
June of 44,
The Wake,
Trumans Water,
Ultra Naté,
Alton Ellis,
Lakeside,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Golliwogs,
Model 500,
John Holt,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tommy Roe,
Sugar Minott,
Goldenarms,
These Immortal Souls,
Negative Approach,
Fela Kuti,
Cybotron,
Saccharine Trust,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Unrelated Segments,
Barbara Tucker,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kaleidoscope,
Newcleus,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Second Layer,
Magazine,
Jacob Miller,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Gap Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rufus Thomas,
Gong,
Ken Boothe,
The Names,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Associates,
The Selecter,
Jacques Brel,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Henry Cow,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Saints,
Television,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.