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 Bolivia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Peter & Gordon to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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 Dave Clark Five,
Audionom,
The Fall,
Easy Going,
Cymande,
John Holt,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fatback Band,
Brass Construction,
Wasted Youth,
the Soft Cell,
Carl Craig,
Moss Icon,
Fluxion,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Gap Band,
Eli Mardock,
The Techniques,
Masters at Work,
Erasure,
UT,
JFA,
Ludus,
Tears for Fears,
The Angels of Light,
Pantaleimon,
The Selecter,
Mr. Review,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pierre Henry,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Circle Jerks,
Pulsallama,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Maleditus Sound,
Terry Callier,
Faust,
Reuben Wilson,
Sixth Finger,
The Music Machine,
Soul II Soul,
Scientists,
Kerrie Biddell,
Deakin,
Smog,
The Buckinghams,
Robert Wyatt,
Depeche Mode,
T.S.O.L.,
The Busters,
Ice-T,
Tommy Roe,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Skriet,
Aaron Thompson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Graham Central Station,
Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare.
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.