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 Somalia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Electric Prunes to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
DNA,
Gang Starr,
Tim Buckley,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Graham Central Station,
Icehouse,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Clear Light,
Mission of Burma,
The Blackbyrds,
The Golliwogs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Standells,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pagans,
Angry Samoans,
David McCallum,
The Pop Group,
Franke,
Magazine,
Andrew Hill,
The Angels of Light,
Gabor Szabo,
Marine Girls,
8 Eyed Spy,
Average White Band,
David Axelrod,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Animal Collective,
Yaz,
The Associates,
The Toasters,
Dark Day,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jeff Mills,
Piero Umiliani,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ornette Coleman,
Eden Ahbez,
The Misunderstood,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Chrome,
Erykah Badu,
R.M.O.,
UT,
Fatback Band,
Connie Case,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
B.T. Express,
Bobby Byrd,
The Slackers,
Cecil Taylor,
Theoretical Girls,
The Dave Clark Five,
Hoover,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bootsy Collins,
Wire,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.