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 Lebanon and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Bootsy Collins to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sex Pistols,
Jacques Brel,
The Gories,
Masters at Work,
Tom Boy,
The Wake,
Lou Christie,
Jandek,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Hoover,
Flash Fearless,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Faraquet,
Tommy Roe,
Rhythm & Sound,
Idris Muhammad,
These Immortal Souls,
U.S. Maple,
Whodini,
Q65,
Ralphi Rosario,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Matthew Halsall,
The Doors,
Barbara Tucker,
The Misunderstood,
Amon Düül II,
The Residents,
Roxette,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Reagan Youth,
Cameo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Glenn Branca,
Delon & Dalcan,
Little Man,
Lou Reed,
8 Eyed Spy,
Zero Boys,
Lyres,
Scott Walker,
Stiv Bators,
Malaria!,
Rites of Spring,
Sonic Youth,
Con Funk Shun,
X-102,
DJ Style,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kayak,
The Offenders,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Liliput,
The Red Krayola,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Boz Scaggs,
UT,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Neon Judgement,
Grey Daturas,
Crash Course in Science,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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.