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 Peru and from Lyon.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kas Product,
Thompson Twins,
the Slits,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Cecil Taylor,
the Soft Cell,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Human League,
Bad Manners,
Faraquet,
The Real Kids,
Deepchord,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tim Buckley,
10cc,
Amon Düül II,
JFA,
Inner City,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Associates,
Rapeman,
The Barracudas,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tomorrow,
Scott Walker,
Depeche Mode,
Oblivians,
Can,
The Gladiators,
Crime,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Newcleus,
Eli Mardock,
Organ,
Stiv Bators,
Camouflage,
The Walker Brothers,
Average White Band,
Underground Resistance,
The Fire Engines,
Quando Quango,
Goldenarms,
Scrapy,
Gil Scott Heron,
Eurythmics,
Ronan,
Shuggie Otis,
The Leaves,
Ohio Players,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
F. McDonald,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
cv313,
The Slackers,
Skaos,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Roxette,
Siglo XX,
the Association,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.