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 Sri Lanka and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Freddie Wadling record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Metal Thangz,
The Count Five,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Slackers,
Bill Near,
Black Pus,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Max Romeo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Busters,
Japan,
Shoche,
Jandek,
Faust,
Eddi Front,
Smog,
Rufus Thomas,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fall,
The Evens,
Dawn Penn,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Residents,
Public Image Ltd.,
Accadde A,
The Last Poets,
Animal Collective,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Subhumans,
Deadbeat,
Derrick May,
Joy Division,
JFA,
Bauhaus,
The Kinks,
The Grass Roots,
Dave Gahan,
John Lydon,
Boogie Down Productions,
Minor Threat,
Steve Hackett,
The Toasters,
Grandmaster Flash,
Skriet,
Jeff Lynne,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Hashim,
The Birthday Party,
Fat Boys,
Guru Guru,
K-Klass,
Outsiders,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Yaz,
Surgeon,
Sam Rivers,
Mandrill,
Blossom Toes,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.