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 Brazil and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Taipei.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Clear Light to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The American Breed,
Janne Schatter,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pharoah Sanders,
Andrew Hill,
Graham Central Station,
Excepter,
Fat Boys,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Crispian St. Peters,
Althea and Donna,
Trumans Water,
Erasure,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ken Boothe,
Alice Coltrane,
Moby Grape,
Pussy Galore,
Scientists,
Eric Copeland,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Circle Jerks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neu!,
The Last Poets,
Infiniti,
Delta 5,
Laurel Aitken,
Boredoms,
Kool Moe Dee,
Severed Heads,
Eli Mardock,
The Techniques,
Tim Buckley,
The Velvet Underground,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Moebius,
The Walker Brothers,
Faraquet,
Swans,
Maurizio,
Siglo XX,
Mantronix,
Idris Muhammad,
PIL,
Kerri Chandler,
Gastr Del Sol,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gang Green,
X-101,
Joyce Sims,
Blake Baxter,
Ohio Players,
The Pretty Things,
The Residents,
Grandmaster Flash,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Evens,
MC5,
Archie Shepp,
Fad Gadget,
David McCallum,
Japan,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.