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 Netherlands and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Howard Jones 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anthony Braxton 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
T.S.O.L.,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Dennis Brown,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bobby Womack,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ornette Coleman,
Quando Quango,
Eli Mardock,
The Young Rascals,
the Germs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Cecil Taylor,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Saints,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sam Rivers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Matthew Halsall,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bang On A Can,
The Kinks,
The Knickerbockers,
The Real Kids,
Kerrie Biddell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Vogues,
The Cowsills,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Velvet Underground,
June Days,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Standells,
The Cure,
Deakin,
Barbara Tucker,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Wasted Youth,
Wire,
Country Teasers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Accadde A,
David McCallum,
The Gun Club,
Make Up,
Mary Jane Girls,
Quantec,
Scion,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Easy Going,
Anthony Braxton,
Chris Corsano,
Young Marble Giants,
Basic Channel,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.