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 Georgia and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lyon.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lyres to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
Procol Harum,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Oblivians,
Gerry Rafferty,
MC5,
Bobby Womack,
Jacques Brel,
The Velvet Underground,
Aloha Tigers,
Yusef Lateef,
Peter & Gordon,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Cecil Taylor,
Underground Resistance,
Charles Mingus,
Guru Guru,
Goldenarms,
June Days,
The Selecter,
Adolescents,
Jeff Lynne,
Harpers Bizarre,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
ABC,
The Smoke,
New Order,
Ponytail,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Girls At Our Best!,
Aswad,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Residents,
The Doors,
The Blackbyrds,
DJ Sneak,
Skaos,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lalo Schifrin,
Alphaville,
L. Decosne,
Joe Smooth,
The Blues Magoos,
Funkadelic,
Das Ding,
Country Teasers,
Althea and Donna,
Shuggie Otis,
Todd Terry,
Suicide,
Godley & Creme,
Minny Pops,
Soft Cell,
The Litter,
Shoche,
Eli Mardock,
Average White Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
Q65,
Agitation Free,
Gregory Isaacs,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.