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 Guinea and from Manila.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 the Human League 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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Icehouse,
The Litter,
Alice Coltrane,
Todd Rundgren,
R.M.O.,
Tim Buckley,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Steve Hackett,
Oblivians,
Chrome,
Animal Collective,
FM Einheit,
The Last Poets,
Eric Copeland,
Chris Corsano,
Yazoo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Soul II Soul,
Cecil Taylor,
Television Personalities,
Pole,
Inner City,
Essential Logic,
Tomorrow,
Bronski Beat,
Eric Dolphy,
Black Flag,
Sight & Sound,
Banda Bassotti,
Supertramp,
The Neon Judgement,
Terrestrial Tones,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Darondo,
K-Klass,
Piero Umiliani,
U.S. Maple,
Smog,
The Gun Club,
E-Dancer,
Soft Cell,
Zapp,
Erasure,
Eden Ahbez,
Cal Tjader,
Prince Buster,
June Days,
Delta 5,
Kenny Larkin,
Girls At Our Best!,
Yaz,
Alton Ellis,
The Vogues,
Jeff Mills,
The Busters,
Amazonics,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tubeway Army,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.