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 Barbados and from Salvador.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Cramps to the dance 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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
the Human League,
Skaos,
Motorama,
The Gap Band,
Lou Christie,
Joy Division,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ornette Coleman,
Slick Rick,
Wally Richardson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Soulsonic Force,
Accadde A,
Bizarre Inc.,
Freddie Wadling,
Duran Duran,
This Heat,
Leonard Cohen,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Organ,
Harmonia,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Barclay James Harvest,
Altered Images,
Icehouse,
The Sound,
Chris Corsano,
Brothers Johnson,
Roxy Music,
Radiohead,
Darondo,
Symarip,
Deakin,
UT,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Beau Brummels,
Dorothy Ashby,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rotary Connection,
Young Marble Giants,
Janne Schatter,
In Retrospect,
Ten City,
JFA,
Rod Modell,
Groovy Waters,
The Count Five,
Michelle Simonal,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Little Man,
Depeche Mode,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sun Ra,
Pharoah Sanders,
David Bowie,
Dark Day,
The Associates,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gang Green,
The Motions,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.