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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Donald Fagen 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 JFA to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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?
FM Einheit,
Ludus,
Masters at Work,
Moebius,
a-ha,
John Coltrane,
Cheater Slicks,
In Retrospect,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mark Hollis,
Todd Rundgren,
Grandmaster Flash,
Throbbing Gristle,
China Crisis,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Moss Icon,
The Slackers,
Quadrant,
The Gories,
Intrusion,
Curtis Mayfield,
Trumans Water,
Outsiders,
Hashim,
Anakelly,
A Certain Ratio,
The Real Kids,
R.M.O.,
Jerry's Kids,
MC5,
Babytalk,
Livin' Joy,
Barclay James Harvest,
One Last Wish,
The Fugs,
Carl Craig,
Dual Sessions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Clear Light,
Prince Buster,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kurtis Blow,
The Pretty Things,
Gichy Dan,
The Angels of Light,
Anthony Braxton,
Laurel Aitken,
Tomorrow,
Suburban Knight,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Niagra,
the Soft Cell,
Terry Callier,
Cameo,
Johnny Clarke,
The Searchers,
kango's stein massive,
Brand Nubian,
Byron Stingily,
Roxette,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.