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 Ivory Coast and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Audionom to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kas Product,
Prince Buster,
Swans,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
B.T. Express,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Tubeway Army,
Zapp,
Hasil Adkins,
Skriet,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Magazine,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Neu!,
Matthew Bourne,
Stetsasonic,
Skarface,
FM Einheit,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Brick,
Wasted Youth,
Joensuu 1685,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Gun Club,
Panda Bear,
La Düsseldorf,
The Wake,
The Techniques,
David Axelrod,
Soft Machine,
Isaac Hayes,
Howard Jones,
Moebius,
Delta 5,
Angry Samoans,
One Last Wish,
The Vogues,
Flamin' Groovies,
Danielle Patucci,
Popol Vuh,
The Moleskins,
Alison Limerick,
K-Klass,
Unrelated Segments,
Radiopuhelimet,
Simply Red,
Tommy Roe,
T.S.O.L.,
Pylon,
The Pretty Things,
Adolescents,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Whodini,
Outsiders,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.