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 Portugal and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 La Düsseldorf to the disco 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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fugs,
Donald Byrd,
Sam Rivers,
Jeff Mills,
Jeff Lynne,
Adolescents,
The Count Five,
Grauzone,
Arab on Radar,
The Searchers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
ABBA,
The Grass Roots,
Shuggie Otis,
Sällskapet,
Minnie Riperton,
Johnny Clarke,
Dawn Penn,
Derrick May,
Icehouse,
Porter Ricks,
Amon Düül,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gregory Isaacs,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Black Moon,
The Monochrome Set,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eve St. Jones,
Sonic Youth,
Nation of Ulysses,
Cecil Taylor,
Wolf Eyes,
The Vogues,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Swell Maps,
Boz Scaggs,
A Certain Ratio,
Sugar Minott,
Moss Icon,
Intrusion,
Marvin Gaye,
Erasure,
Soul Sonic Force,
Qualms,
Mission of Burma,
DNA,
Nick Fraelich,
Outsiders,
Lightning Bolt,
The Gun Club,
Laurel Aitken,
Parry Music,
Brass Construction,
Matthew Halsall,
Neu!,
The Last Poets,
Skaos,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.