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 San Marino and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Robert Palmer 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Black Bananas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Rapeman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Techniques,
Mantronix,
Kenny Larkin,
Pharoah Sanders,
Television Personalities,
Make Up,
Mars,
Theoretical Girls,
Zapp,
Robert Hood,
Ten City,
Soul II Soul,
The United States of America,
Eric Dolphy,
The Gladiators,
The Invisible,
These Immortal Souls,
Mo-Dettes,
Country Teasers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Red Krayola,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Skatalites,
Ultravox,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Gun Club,
The Martian,
David McCallum,
Franke,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Newcleus,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sarah Menescal,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Cure,
Section 25,
Davy DMX,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Junior Murvin,
Amon Düül,
Essential Logic,
EPMD,
Sound Behaviour,
Sparks,
Magma,
Todd Rundgren,
Intrusion,
Aaron Thompson,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gang Gang Dance,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Knickerbockers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.