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 Mauritania and from Sao Paulo.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Neu! to the disco 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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
E-Dancer,
Lee Hazlewood,
Leonard Cohen,
Todd Rundgren,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Josef K,
Delon & Dalcan,
Darondo,
The Techniques,
Rites of Spring,
The Fire Engines,
PIL,
Henry Cow,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Porter Ricks,
Stereo Dub,
Quadrant,
Nik Kershaw,
Rufus Thomas,
John Foxx,
Don Cherry,
Lower 48,
Steve Hackett,
Amon Düül,
Jandek,
Buzzcocks,
Black Moon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Music Machine,
The Detroit Cobras,
Fat Boys,
Bob Dylan,
Adolescents,
The Remains,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Knickerbockers,
JFA,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Faust,
Freddie Wadling,
Soul II Soul,
Mantronix,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ituana,
Lakeside,
The Evens,
The Gap Band,
Pole,
Reagan Youth,
EPMD,
The Fall,
ABC,
48th St. Collective,
Robert Wyatt,
Toni Rubio,
Nation of Ulysses,
Johnny Osbourne,
Severed Heads,
Crime,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.