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 Spain and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Scientists to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Barrington Levy. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
The Cowsills,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Althea and Donna,
Loose Ends,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Drive Like Jehu,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eli Mardock,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ultimate Spinach,
Matthew Bourne,
Roxy Music,
Lower 48,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Gories,
The Skatalites,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Moleskins,
The Offenders,
kango's stein massive,
Average White Band,
Public Enemy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
D'Angelo,
the Normal,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Buckinghams,
Colin Newman,
Bootsy Collins,
Terrestrial Tones,
Black Bananas,
Freddie Wadling,
Massinfluence,
Hashim,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lou Christie,
Alice Coltrane,
Peter & Gordon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Flesh Eaters,
Roger Hodgson,
Cybotron,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Remains,
The Alarm Clocks,
Joensuu 1685,
Panda Bear,
The Misunderstood,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Standells,
Banda Bassotti,
T. Rex,
Lalo Schifrin,
Derrick May,
Tomorrow,
Babytalk,
Subhumans,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.