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 Cape Verde and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Drexciya to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Neil Young,
The Dead C,
The Zeros,
Scott Walker,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Duran Duran,
Spoonie Gee,
The Monochrome Set,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bobby Sherman,
Lungfish,
Bauhaus,
June of 44,
Pantytec,
Flipper,
Max Romeo,
The Misunderstood,
Rod Modell,
Derrick May,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Red Krayola,
Reagan Youth,
Bobby Hutcherson,
La Düsseldorf,
Mars,
Yazoo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
LL Cool J,
Spandau Ballet,
Severed Heads,
Echospace,
Oneida,
Jimmy McGriff,
Public Image Ltd.,
Donny Hathaway,
Fad Gadget,
kango's stein massive,
Second Layer,
Marcia Griffiths,
a-ha,
Groovy Waters,
Amazonics,
Maleditus Sound,
Lou Reed,
Traffic Nightmare,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Derrick Morgan,
Soft Machine,
Colin Newman,
10cc,
Leonard Cohen,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Panda Bear,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rites of Spring,
Althea and Donna,
X-Ray Spex,
Depeche Mode,
Black Flag,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.