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 Mauritania and from Portland.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Lalo Schifrin to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Durutti Column,
The Moody Blues,
Flash Fearless,
Althea and Donna,
R.M.O.,
Max Romeo,
Steve Hackett,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Chris Corsano,
Sister Nancy,
Kenny Larkin,
Basic Channel,
the Normal,
Eurythmics,
Scion,
The Detroit Cobras,
Average White Band,
Amon Düül II,
Eve St. Jones,
DJ Sneak,
The Fuzztones,
Scratch Acid,
Lebanon Hanover,
Barrington Levy,
Interpol,
Yellowson,
Black Bananas,
Surgeon,
Suburban Knight,
Harpers Bizarre,
a-ha,
The Blues Magoos,
the Bar-Kays,
Royal Trux,
Essential Logic,
Stiv Bators,
Sound Behaviour,
Duran Duran,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Invisible,
Robert Hood,
Mary Jane Girls,
Yaz,
Kaleidoscope,
Chris & Cosey,
These Immortal Souls,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dawn Penn,
ABC,
the Sonics,
Barbara Tucker,
the Human League,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Isaac Hayes,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Beau Brummels,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.