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 France and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Faust to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Modern Lovers,
Harry Pussy,
Ludus,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Absolute Body Control,
Duran Duran,
The Fortunes,
Jeff Lynne,
The Doors,
Excepter,
The Cure,
The Associates,
Deakin,
MDC,
Stockholm Monsters,
48th St. Collective,
Eden Ahbez,
Kas Product,
Minor Threat,
Fatback Band,
Bluetip,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Association,
Gerry Rafferty,
Scrapy,
Jesper Dahlback,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sam Rivers,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Monolake,
ABC,
David Bowie,
Bobby Womack,
Tubeway Army,
Susan Cadogan,
The Skatalites,
Todd Terry,
Maleditus Sound,
Lucky Dragons,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Gap Band,
Average White Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Man Eating Sloth,
Henry Cow,
Half Japanese,
Intrusion,
Warsaw,
Jeff Mills,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Stereo Dub,
the Normal,
The Raincoats,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Tres Demented,
The Smiths,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.