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 Togo and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Audionom to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Davy DMX,
Bob Dylan,
Max Romeo,
Maurizio,
Fear,
Kenny Larkin,
Fluxion,
The Pretty Things,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Guru Guru,
Sister Nancy,
The Cowsills,
Symarip,
Scientists,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Niagra,
Electric Prunes,
Godley & Creme,
Donny Hathaway,
The Electric Prunes,
The Velvet Underground,
Harmonia,
Livin' Joy,
Grey Daturas,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Hasil Adkins,
Lower 48,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dawn Penn,
Jeff Mills,
Scratch Acid,
Sun City Girls,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Offenders,
U.S. Maple,
Duran Duran,
Depeche Mode,
In Retrospect,
ABBA,
Rhythm & Sound,
Janne Schatter,
Kaleidoscope,
The New Christs,
The Cramps,
Schoolly D,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ultra Naté,
Arthur Verocai,
H. Thieme,
Rod Modell,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Victims,
Slave,
Radio Birdman,
Visage,
The Residents,
the Association,
EPMD,
Chris & Cosey,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Hoover,
The Zeros,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.