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 Angola and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The New Christs to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Minny Pops,
Warsaw,
10cc,
Brick,
Babytalk,
Moebius,
The Knickerbockers,
Gichy Dan,
Crime,
Urselle,
Radiohead,
Con Funk Shun,
MC5,
The Modern Lovers,
Joyce Sims,
Spoonie Gee,
Rosa Yemen,
LL Cool J,
Anakelly,
Susan Cadogan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
EPMD,
Ludus,
Amon Düül II,
Peter and Kerry,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Matthew Halsall,
The Doobie Brothers,
Quantec,
The Busters,
Sound Behaviour,
K-Klass,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Smoke,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Move,
Panda Bear,
Byron Stingily,
Cecil Taylor,
Heaven 17,
Gang of Four,
Underground Resistance,
These Immortal Souls,
Youth Brigade,
Leonard Cohen,
Niagra,
Mary Jane Girls,
Accadde A,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Yusef Lateef,
Rekid,
Symarip,
The Dave Clark Five,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Shadows of Knight,
Man Eating Sloth,
X-Ray Spex,
Sun City Girls,
ABBA,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.