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 Chile and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 güiro 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 Soulsonic Force to the grunge 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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Los Fastidios record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Sonic Youth,
the Soft Cell,
kango's stein massive,
the Normal,
The Gories,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Section 25,
Barbara Tucker,
Marvin Gaye,
Colin Newman,
Lindisfarne,
Surgeon,
Pantytec,
Dark Day,
Minnie Riperton,
Aloha Tigers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nick Fraelich,
Outsiders,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
KRS-One,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Chris & Cosey,
Hot Snakes,
Delta 5,
Ludus,
Rapeman,
Panda Bear,
Tears for Fears,
Dorothy Ashby,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tim Buckley,
D'Angelo,
Public Image Ltd.,
Theoretical Girls,
Hoover,
Brass Construction,
The New Christs,
Michelle Simonal,
The Fire Engines,
Shoche,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Birthday Party,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Monolake,
Sight & Sound,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Divine Comedy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Blancmange,
Rekid,
Susan Cadogan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Frankie Knuckles,
Moby Grape,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
This Heat,
David McCallum,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mark Hollis,
Avey Tare,
Jacques Brel,
Sandy B,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.