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 Czech Republic and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Hashim to the dance 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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scan 7,
Archie Shepp,
Mandrill,
David Bowie,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jawbox,
Panda Bear,
Unrelated Segments,
Kurtis Blow,
Agitation Free,
The Misunderstood,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Danielle Patucci,
Neu!,
Severed Heads,
Lyres,
Jerry's Kids,
Sexual Harrassment,
Outsiders,
Anthony Braxton,
Von Mondo,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bootsy Collins,
T. Rex,
Kerri Chandler,
L. Decosne,
Wasted Youth,
The Fire Engines,
Ultra Naté,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Alphaville,
David McCallum,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Parry Music,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Gories,
The Real Kids,
Lalo Schifrin,
Y Pants,
The Residents,
The Doors,
Mo-Dettes,
Kaleidoscope,
Porter Ricks,
Angry Samoans,
Malaria!,
The Dave Clark Five,
Andrew Hill,
June Days,
The Fortunes,
Minny Pops,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Schoolly D,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gong,
Todd Rundgren,
Pantaleimon,
The Evens,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.