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 Uruguay and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Kenny Larkin to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Peter and Kerry,
Tears for Fears,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Avey Tare,
Yellowson,
Freddie Wadling,
Whodini,
Thompson Twins,
Make Up,
Piero Umiliani,
Q and Not U,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Mo-Dettes,
The Moody Blues,
Second Layer,
Shuggie Otis,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Echospace,
Scion,
EPMD,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Colin Newman,
Dawn Penn,
Pierre Henry,
Negative Approach,
Gong,
the Slits,
Nation of Ulysses,
Quadrant,
The Golliwogs,
Banda Bassotti,
KRS-One,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ornette Coleman,
Don Cherry,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Byron Stingily,
Roy Ayers,
Joensuu 1685,
Blossom Toes,
Simply Red,
China Crisis,
Eric B and Rakim,
Quantec,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bizarre Inc.,
Altered Images,
The Velvet Underground,
Lyres,
kango's stein massive,
Aural Exciters,
Aaron Thompson,
Fugazi,
Josef K,
Massinfluence,
Bad Manners,
Thee Headcoats,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.