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 Bahrain and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 synthesizer 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 Delon & Dalcan to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The American Breed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Sällskapet,
Inner City,
The Dave Clark Five,
Letta Mbulu,
The Trojans,
Chris Corsano,
Section 25,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rufus Thomas,
Television,
The Cramps,
Minny Pops,
June Days,
Young Marble Giants,
Stereo Dub,
The Flesh Eaters,
X-Ray Spex,
Amon Düül,
Alice Coltrane,
One Last Wish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Parry Music,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sandy B,
Tomorrow,
Flamin' Groovies,
Maurizio,
Spandau Ballet,
Magazine,
John Coltrane,
kango's stein massive,
The Raincoats,
Saccharine Trust,
The Monochrome Set,
Cheater Slicks,
Howard Jones,
Warren Ellis,
Fela Kuti,
Quantec,
Peter and Kerry,
Derrick May,
Todd Rundgren,
The Remains,
Rotary Connection,
Rapeman,
Half Japanese,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Todd Terry,
Byron Stingily,
Funkadelic,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Thompson Twins,
Boz Scaggs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.