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 Macedonia and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Todd Rundgren to the rap 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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fugs,
The Star Department,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
PIL,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mars,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Birthday Party,
John Lydon,
The Stooges,
Electric Prunes,
Matthew Bourne,
Nick Fraelich,
Scan 7,
Urselle,
Sonic Youth,
H. Thieme,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rod Modell,
Marcia Griffiths,
Drexciya,
Morten Harket,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lucky Dragons,
Lyres,
The Misunderstood,
This Heat,
The Trojans,
48th St. Collective,
Lalann,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eric Dolphy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Techniques,
Stetsasonic,
Circle Jerks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bobby Womack,
Duran Duran,
Minnie Riperton,
Johnny Clarke,
Eddi Front,
Ice-T,
Big Daddy Kane,
Cheater Slicks,
Brass Construction,
Bobby Sherman,
Yazoo,
Young Marble Giants,
Juan Atkins,
Khruangbin,
The Walker Brothers,
Main Source,
The Neon Judgement,
Flamin' Groovies,
Girls At Our Best!,
June of 44,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.