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 Nepal and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Standells to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Vladislav Delay,
Roxy Music,
Mr. Review,
The Techniques,
Throbbing Gristle,
Simply Red,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Quadrant,
Jimmy McGriff,
Morten Harket,
Aswad,
John Holt,
Marmalade,
Sandy B,
Au Pairs,
Andrew Hill,
Joyce Sims,
David McCallum,
The Seeds,
Jeff Lynne,
Half Japanese,
Roy Ayers,
Dennis Brown,
Make Up,
Fifty Foot Hose,
China Crisis,
Warsaw,
E-Dancer,
Angry Samoans,
Rapeman,
Johnny Clarke,
FM Einheit,
The Residents,
Maurizio,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joey Negro,
Theoretical Girls,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Wings,
Little Man,
Cameo,
Cluster,
Crash Course in Science,
Jerry's Kids,
Trumans Water,
Soft Machine,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yazoo,
Supertramp,
Deadbeat,
Moebius,
Wasted Youth,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gang Green,
Mantronix,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.