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 Poland and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 Guru Guru to the dance 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 Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Stiv Bators,
the Normal,
The Tremeloes,
Urselle,
Brick,
Half Japanese,
FM Einheit,
Agitation Free,
Pere Ubu,
Easy Going,
Alton Ellis,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Idris Muhammad,
Eve St. Jones,
Masters at Work,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Blancmange,
The New Christs,
Susan Cadogan,
Nick Fraelich,
Ossler,
KRS-One,
Pantytec,
The Seeds,
Suicide,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Pop Group,
Infiniti,
Audionom,
The Mummies,
Crash Course in Science,
Michelle Simonal,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Soft Cell,
Patti Smith,
Joy Division,
The Black Dice,
Massinfluence,
Sonic Youth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Nation of Ulysses,
Stereo Dub,
Young Marble Giants,
Slick Rick,
Fat Boys,
Dave Gahan,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Knickerbockers,
Drive Like Jehu,
Maurizio,
Maleditus Sound,
Saccharine Trust,
Yellowson,
Los Fastidios,
Delta 5,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kerri Chandler,
The Zeros,
Al Stewart,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.