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 Hungary and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Seoul.
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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Peter and Kerry to the grunge 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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kas Product,
Matthew Bourne,
The Misunderstood,
David McCallum,
Eli Mardock,
Inner City,
The Motions,
The Remains,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Piero Umiliani,
The Associates,
Aaron Thompson,
Jacques Brel,
Urselle,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Monks,
John Foxx,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Accadde A,
Minnie Riperton,
Eric Copeland,
The Count Five,
Panda Bear,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Spandau Ballet,
Pole,
Ken Boothe,
Ten City,
Soul II Soul,
The Birthday Party,
Al Stewart,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ultravox,
Mars,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Invisible,
Clear Light,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bluetip,
Vainqueur,
Sarah Menescal,
Radiopuhelimet,
Quando Quango,
Kurtis Blow,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Walker Brothers,
Cecil Taylor,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rod Modell,
Nils Olav,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ronnie Foster,
Pantaleimon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ossler,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dead Boys,
Erykah Badu,
Agent Orange,
Scan 7,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.