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 Singapore and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar 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 Loose Ends to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free 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?
X-101,
June Days,
John Cale,
The Gladiators,
Sound Behaviour,
Arcadia,
Pantytec,
Warsaw,
Mr. Review,
Panda Bear,
Bluetip,
Piero Umiliani,
Fluxion,
Deakin,
Wolf Eyes,
The Count Five,
Avey Tare,
DNA,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Litter,
Stetsasonic,
Intrusion,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Icehouse,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Absolute Body Control,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roger Hodgson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eric Copeland,
Pantaleimon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pet Shop Boys,
Johnny Clarke,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Joensuu 1685,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Siglo XX,
Symarip,
Alison Limerick,
Mission of Burma,
Accadde A,
Das Ding,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Crispian St. Peters,
Laurel Aitken,
Pulsallama,
The Dead C,
Infiniti,
The Slackers,
June of 44,
Harmonia,
Dead Boys,
The J.B.'s,
Boz Scaggs,
Sarah Menescal,
Pharoah Sanders,
Average White Band,
The Electric Prunes,
New York Dolls,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.