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 Liechtenstein and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Nils Olav to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Pharoah Sanders. All the underground hits.
All The Angels of Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
Au Pairs,
Bill Near,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Robert Hood,
Prince Buster,
Quantec,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bobby Womack,
Alton Ellis,
Depeche Mode,
Boz Scaggs,
DJ Sneak,
Darondo,
Cameo,
Jeff Lynne,
Junior Murvin,
Ronnie Foster,
Model 500,
Judy Mowatt,
Rufus Thomas,
Silicon Teens,
Symarip,
One Last Wish,
Fluxion,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bobby Byrd,
Tommy Roe,
The Remains,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jandek,
Roger Hodgson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bad Manners,
Monolake,
Sound Behaviour,
The Cure,
Adolescents,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
ABBA,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sun Ra,
Ludus,
Livin' Joy,
The Neon Judgement,
Los Fastidios,
Nico,
Spoonie Gee,
Ralphi Rosario,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scott Walker,
Aaron Thompson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Michelle Simonal,
Tears for Fears,
Surgeon,
Hardrive,
Albert Ayler,
Marine Girls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.