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 South Sudan and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 chamberlin 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 Gong to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Easy Going,
Goldenarms,
The New Christs,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Blues Magoos,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nico,
Tears for Fears,
Kas Product,
Black Bananas,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Andrew Hill,
Alison Limerick,
Charles Mingus,
Liliput,
June Days,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
LL Cool J,
The Grass Roots,
Big Daddy Kane,
Procol Harum,
Excepter,
Mandrill,
Make Up,
Stiv Bators,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sound Behaviour,
Technova,
Boz Scaggs,
The Buckinghams,
The Moody Blues,
John Cale,
Pantytec,
Parry Music,
Man Parrish,
Youth Brigade,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Smog,
The Raincoats,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Thompson Twins,
Archie Shepp,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Roy Ayers,
Hardrive,
Rites of Spring,
Anthony Braxton,
Deepchord,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Star Department,
Grandmaster Flash,
John Coltrane,
Gong,
Roger Hodgson,
Joey Negro,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.