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 the UAE and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 oboe 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 John Holt to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Q65,
Roy Ayers,
Porter Ricks,
Michelle Simonal,
Lakeside,
Sight & Sound,
Max Romeo,
Black Moon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Monolake,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Fall,
Suburban Knight,
Section 25,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Smoke,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sex Pistols,
Trumans Water,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Brass Construction,
Fear,
The Vogues,
Arab on Radar,
Moss Icon,
The Real Kids,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Searchers,
Deakin,
Laurel Aitken,
Ronnie Foster,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Swans,
Barbara Tucker,
Niagra,
Sonic Youth,
Von Mondo,
The Kinks,
Tim Buckley,
Alton Ellis,
Brand Nubian,
DJ Sneak,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Delta 5,
Sandy B,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Mojo Men,
Easy Going,
Reuben Wilson,
Suicide,
Jesper Dahlback,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rotary Connection,
The Human League,
The Slits,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sister Nancy,
Glenn Branca,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.