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 Rwanda and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Eric Copeland to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Interpol,
Boredoms,
Altered Images,
Peter & Gordon,
Robert Wyatt,
The Velvet Underground,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Heaven 17,
The Leaves,
Ultra Naté,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Mummies,
Thee Headcoats,
Half Japanese,
Peter and Kerry,
LL Cool J,
Fugazi,
Mantronix,
Inner City,
JFA,
Swell Maps,
Sixth Finger,
Bobby Womack,
Dennis Brown,
Young Marble Giants,
Morten Harket,
Trumans Water,
The Real Kids,
Banda Bassotti,
FM Einheit,
Jimmy McGriff,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sam Rivers,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fat Boys,
Talk Talk,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Toasters,
Bobby Sherman,
Donald Byrd,
Con Funk Shun,
The Young Rascals,
Deadbeat,
Flash Fearless,
Smog,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fuzztones,
The Trojans,
Zapp,
The Offenders,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Wolf Eyes,
Todd Terry,
Scratch Acid,
Excepter,
Rekid,
Barbara Tucker,
Little Man,
Anakelly,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.