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 New Zealand and from Shanghai.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Inner City to the rap 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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Funkadelic,
Peter & Gordon,
Goldenarms,
Yusef Lateef,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Hasil Adkins,
Jacob Miller,
Nation of Ulysses,
Franke,
Supertramp,
The Offenders,
Josef K,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Newcleus,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bronski Beat,
The Techniques,
Quadrant,
Spoonie Gee,
EPMD,
One Last Wish,
Easy Going,
Dark Day,
Carl Craig,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Skatalites,
L. Decosne,
Crime,
The Happenings,
Joe Finger,
The Fugs,
Das Ding,
Marcia Griffiths,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Godley & Creme,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pantytec,
Yaz,
Arcadia,
The Tremeloes,
Sam Rivers,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Archie Shepp,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gabor Szabo,
Brand Nubian,
Audionom,
Danielle Patucci,
H. Thieme,
Mark Hollis,
In Retrospect,
Robert Wyatt,
Glambeats Corp.,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The United States of America,
Erykah Badu,
Young Marble Giants,
The Five Americans,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.