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 Botswana and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the punk 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Bobby Byrd,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rites of Spring,
The Cowsills,
Clear Light,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Niagra,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sexual Harrassment,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Organ,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Hot Snakes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ice-T,
Jeff Mills,
Pagans,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sixth Finger,
Dave Gahan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lou Reed,
Cymande,
Freddie Wadling,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Idris Muhammad,
Iggy Pop,
Bauhaus,
Interpol,
Deakin,
The Angels of Light,
AZ,
The Techniques,
Thompson Twins,
Tommy Roe,
The Velvet Underground,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marc Almond,
The Fall,
Todd Rundgren,
Mission of Burma,
Henry Cow,
The Sonics,
The Golliwogs,
June Days,
Adolescents,
Whodini,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ohio Players,
Graham Central Station,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Scrapy,
The Raincoats,
Unwound,
Con Funk Shun,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.