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 Guinea-Bissau and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lonnie Liston Smith to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Cramps. All the underground hits.
All Barry Ungar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Brand Nubian,
Kas Product,
cv313,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Animal Collective,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Quantec,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Organ,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Yazoo,
L. Decosne,
Nico,
Crash Course in Science,
Lalann,
Nils Olav,
Tears for Fears,
Derrick May,
Black Bananas,
Nas,
Tim Buckley,
Talk Talk,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Whodini,
CMW,
Eric Dolphy,
Darondo,
Eden Ahbez,
Warsaw,
Monks,
Arthur Verocai,
The Happenings,
Das Ding,
DNA,
Yellowson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ossler,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Monochrome Set,
Zero Boys,
DJ Sneak,
Easy Going,
Deakin,
Piero Umiliani,
Electric Prunes,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Don Cherry,
Bizarre Inc.,
Black Sheep,
A Certain Ratio,
Frankie Knuckles,
Joy Division,
Girls At Our Best!,
June Days,
the Sonics,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.