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 Fiji and from Bologna.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 8 Eyed Spy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Black Flag,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bobby Womack,
Kaleidoscope,
The Invisible,
Man Eating Sloth,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Skriet,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fortunes,
Dennis Brown,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Lydon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Joe Finger,
Nik Kershaw,
Robert Görl,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Althea and Donna,
Visage,
Angry Samoans,
Symarip,
Accadde A,
Lou Christie,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ash Ra Tempel,
H. Thieme,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Toni Rubio,
One Last Wish,
Amazonics,
Morten Harket,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sonny Sharrock,
Kas Product,
the Swans,
The Sound,
Sound Behaviour,
Moebius,
Bad Manners,
Echospace,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Cramps,
Colin Newman,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Los Fastidios,
Ralphi Rosario,
Suicide,
UT,
Ponytail,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Johnny Osbourne,
Masters at Work,
Flamin' Groovies,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
JFA,
Crooked Eye,
Unwound,
Arcadia,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Janne Schatter,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.