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 Cape Verde and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ 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 Silicon Teens to the funk 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Zero Boys,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Soft Cell,
Lower 48,
Lightning Bolt,
The Saints,
Kayak,
Ossler,
Barry Ungar,
Magma,
kango's stein massive,
Minor Threat,
Yellowson,
Tim Buckley,
Hot Snakes,
Barrington Levy,
KRS-One,
a-ha,
Scrapy,
Connie Case,
Tubeway Army,
ABBA,
The Mummies,
Technova,
ABC,
Nas,
Scientists,
Fluxion,
Ponytail,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Franke,
Shoche,
Pierre Henry,
Hardrive,
The Slackers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Blues Magoos,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
DJ Style,
Reagan Youth,
T. Rex,
Liliput,
John Foxx,
Soul Sonic Force,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Los Fastidios,
Kerri Chandler,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Arcadia,
John Cale,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Misunderstood,
Aaron Thompson,
Dawn Penn,
Lalo Schifrin,
Toni Rubio,
Cameo,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Five Americans,
John Holt,
Stiv Bators,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.