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 Estonia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Mojo Men to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Lindisfarne,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Japan,
Scientists,
Amazonics,
Donald Byrd,
Underground Resistance,
Nick Fraelich,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Names,
Rites of Spring,
Bobby Byrd,
Grandmaster Flash,
Carl Craig,
Eddi Front,
Bluetip,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sixth Finger,
The Fuzztones,
Electric Prunes,
Average White Band,
Icehouse,
K-Klass,
Soul II Soul,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kas Product,
Black Moon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Vladislav Delay,
Royal Trux,
Arcadia,
Nirvana,
Pole,
B.T. Express,
The Moody Blues,
Zero Boys,
Easy Going,
Chrome,
Kayak,
The Residents,
Kevin Saunderson,
X-102,
Letta Mbulu,
The Fire Engines,
The Techniques,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Monochrome Set,
Stereo Dub,
Blossom Toes,
This Heat,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Martian,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sun Ra,
Jawbox,
Wire,
Aswad,
Popol Vuh,
Heaven 17,
Iggy Pop,
Agent Orange,
Sandy B,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.