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 Yemen and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 oboe 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 Nico to the disco 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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light 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 disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bob Dylan,
Bauhaus,
Pole,
Derrick Morgan,
John Cale,
Model 500,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Guru Guru,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Techniques,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
In Retrospect,
The Standells,
Motorama,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Yellowson,
Gichy Dan,
UT,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Drive Like Jehu,
Make Up,
Black Moon,
Little Man,
The Slits,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Zapp,
Matthew Halsall,
Masters at Work,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Accadde A,
Lakeside,
Bobby Sherman,
L. Decosne,
The Smoke,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lyres,
The Leaves,
KRS-One,
Pantytec,
Tears for Fears,
Desert Stars,
Surgeon,
Flash Fearless,
Circle Jerks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tim Buckley,
Scan 7,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
One Last Wish,
Robert Hood,
Ultimate Spinach,
ABC,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Germs,
Michelle Simonal,
Brothers Johnson,
Maurizio,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.