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 Iraq and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Techniques to the funk 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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans 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 guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
The Raincoats,
Half Japanese,
Colin Newman,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
L. Decosne,
Jeff Mills,
Pharoah Sanders,
Absolute Body Control,
Michelle Simonal,
Roger Hodgson,
Lyres,
Glambeats Corp.,
Subhumans,
Camberwell Now,
Monks,
Laurel Aitken,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Zeros,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Spoonie Gee,
Ten City,
New Order,
Howard Jones,
Black Bananas,
Mission of Burma,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Grauzone,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ultravox,
Sandy B,
The Invisible,
Roy Ayers,
Television,
Minor Threat,
Flamin' Groovies,
Althea and Donna,
Pierre Henry,
Rites of Spring,
DJ Style,
The Toasters,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Avey Tare,
Urselle,
Whodini,
Bobby Hutcherson,
LL Cool J,
Lebanon Hanover,
Country Teasers,
Malaria!,
The Gun Club,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Darondo,
Matthew Halsall,
Hashim,
Q and Not U,
Agent Orange,
La Düsseldorf,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Byron Stingily,
Soul II Soul,
Letta Mbulu,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.