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 Peru and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Amon Düül II to the disco 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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Bananas,
Soft Cell,
Dual Sessions,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marine Girls,
Cluster,
Gichy Dan,
The Moody Blues,
Outsiders,
Thompson Twins,
Barclay James Harvest,
Tubeway Army,
EPMD,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Doobie Brothers,
Youth Brigade,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Moby Grape,
Camberwell Now,
Drive Like Jehu,
Grey Daturas,
AZ,
Jacob Miller,
David Axelrod,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Arthur Verocai,
The Gap Band,
Audionom,
Television,
Sarah Menescal,
Jerry's Kids,
Accadde A,
Funky Four + One,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rapeman,
Shoche,
D'Angelo,
Brand Nubian,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Howard Jones,
Echospace,
The Searchers,
X-101,
Sam Rivers,
Angry Samoans,
Charles Mingus,
Minnie Riperton,
Ultra Naté,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Amon Düül,
Erasure,
The Gladiators,
Adolescents,
Lindisfarne,
Panda Bear,
Robert Görl,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Altered Images,
Nik Kershaw,
Kurtis Blow,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.