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 Liechtenstein and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Technova to the jazz 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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lalann,
Cal Tjader,
Depeche Mode,
Das Ding,
Dorothy Ashby,
Blake Baxter,
Icehouse,
Robert Görl,
The Cowsills,
Mary Jane Girls,
Mars,
Public Enemy,
Faust,
Ituana,
Dawn Penn,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Minor Threat,
Drexciya,
Robert Hood,
John Holt,
The Five Americans,
Erasure,
Avey Tare,
The Wake,
Wasted Youth,
Tubeway Army,
Sparks,
The Skatalites,
48th St. Collective,
Joy Division,
Slick Rick,
10cc,
Skaos,
Ohio Players,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lou Christie,
Yaz,
Bill Wells,
Skarface,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Prince Buster,
Bootsy Collins,
Funky Four + One,
Marmalade,
Crash Course in Science,
Joe Smooth,
Delta 5,
Barrington Levy,
the Swans,
Parry Music,
The Divine Comedy,
The Human League,
Gang Starr,
Anthony Braxton,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Sonics,
Bluetip,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Half Japanese,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.