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 Korea North and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Bologna and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 arpeggiator 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 Faust to the rock 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Todd Terry,
Moebius,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Max Romeo,
Gang Gang Dance,
Todd Rundgren,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Fuzztones,
Tres Demented,
Inner City,
The Neon Judgement,
Shoche,
The Seeds,
These Immortal Souls,
Nik Kershaw,
Matthew Bourne,
Siglo XX,
Peter and Kerry,
X-102,
The Wake,
Derrick Morgan,
Jerry's Kids,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Electric Prunes,
Mission of Burma,
The Smiths,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
UT,
Ludus,
Slick Rick,
Kurtis Blow,
Soft Machine,
Marvin Gaye,
Steve Hackett,
Deepchord,
Pantaleimon,
Brass Construction,
Kool Moe Dee,
Audionom,
DJ Sneak,
Harry Pussy,
Marmalade,
Au Pairs,
La Düsseldorf,
Can,
Susan Cadogan,
Animal Collective,
The Gladiators,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Von Mondo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Groovy Waters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lucky Dragons,
Howard Jones,
Bootsy Collins,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.