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 Switzerland and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 arpeggiator 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 Index to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Metal Thangz. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
LL Cool J,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lou Reed,
Spandau Ballet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New York Dolls,
Adolescents,
Robert Hood,
Mad Mike,
Pantytec,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Porter Ricks,
Ken Boothe,
Alton Ellis,
Steve Hackett,
Nik Kershaw,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Germs,
Babytalk,
The Knickerbockers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dorothy Ashby,
AZ,
H. Thieme,
Accadde A,
Rites of Spring,
Matthew Halsall,
Scan 7,
the Slits,
Silicon Teens,
X-102,
The Cure,
Subhumans,
Radiopuhelimet,
Amon Düül II,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Khruangbin,
Pere Ubu,
Lucky Dragons,
Ice-T,
Severed Heads,
Flipper,
Howard Jones,
Gichy Dan,
Reagan Youth,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The New Christs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Panda Bear,
Robert Görl,
The Durutti Column,
Pierre Henry,
DJ Style,
Thee Headcoats,
R.M.O.,
Cecil Taylor,
PIL,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.