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 Latvia and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro 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 Cybotron to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day 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 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 a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Henry Cow,
Dorothy Ashby,
Terry Callier,
Sam Rivers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Janne Schatter,
Tres Demented,
Khruangbin,
Cluster,
Sight & Sound,
Drexciya,
Crooked Eye,
Spoonie Gee,
Siglo XX,
Guru Guru,
JFA,
One Last Wish,
Ronnie Foster,
Audionom,
Johnny Clarke,
Roger Hodgson,
Funky Four + One,
Marc Almond,
John Foxx,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Cramps,
Scrapy,
Lindisfarne,
Radiohead,
Sex Pistols,
John Coltrane,
Danielle Patucci,
Grey Daturas,
The Walker Brothers,
David McCallum,
Jeff Lynne,
Mr. Review,
A Flock of Seagulls,
8 Eyed Spy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mad Mike,
B.T. Express,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sonic Youth,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Fire Engines,
Pere Ubu,
This Heat,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Cowsills,
Cecil Taylor,
Camouflage,
Dennis Brown,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eddi Front,
KRS-One,
Soul Sonic Force,
Yazoo,
Bronski Beat,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.