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 Nepal and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the techno 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green 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 mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Neu!,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Bar-Kays,
Bobby Womack,
Scion,
Wasted Youth,
Girls At Our Best!,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
CMW,
Zero Boys,
Q and Not U,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kevin Saunderson,
The American Breed,
The Motions,
Terrestrial Tones,
Neil Young,
MC5,
Audionom,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Au Pairs,
Jacques Brel,
Swell Maps,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Standells,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gichy Dan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lou Christie,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
OOIOO,
Brick,
Unwound,
The Monochrome Set,
Kurtis Blow,
Model 500,
June Days,
Fugazi,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eurythmics,
ABC,
Rakim,
Livin' Joy,
Brothers Johnson,
David McCallum,
Los Fastidios,
Fear,
T. Rex,
Ponytail,
Pet Shop Boys,
Anthony Braxton,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.