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 Chad and from Spokane.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Angry Samoans to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Make Up record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Susan Cadogan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Fortunes,
10cc,
Camberwell Now,
The Electric Prunes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Livin' Joy,
The Fall,
Popol Vuh,
Heaven 17,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Gap Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Make Up,
Easy Going,
New Order,
Rekid,
The Fugs,
Black Bananas,
The Busters,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Tremeloes,
Andrew Hill,
Fat Boys,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Shuggie Otis,
Gong,
China Crisis,
The Velvet Underground,
The Standells,
Siglo XX,
The Dead C,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rites of Spring,
Eric Copeland,
Eli Mardock,
the Swans,
Joyce Sims,
Matthew Halsall,
Negative Approach,
Ronnie Foster,
Roy Ayers,
The Mojo Men,
JFA,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Brick,
Sandy B,
Chrome,
LL Cool J,
Sight & Sound,
the Slits,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lakeside,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Soft Machine,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.