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 Haiti and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Harpers Bizarre to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Doobie Brothers,
Blake Baxter,
Fatback Band,
Sällskapet,
Anakelly,
Slick Rick,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Gap Band,
Minutemen,
Rakim,
The Walker Brothers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
China Crisis,
Janne Schatter,
Minny Pops,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Zapp,
Mandrill,
The Golliwogs,
Quadrant,
Television Personalities,
Radio Birdman,
Albert Ayler,
Simply Red,
Schoolly D,
Newcleus,
Tom Boy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pylon,
Lou Christie,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
OOIOO,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Toni Rubio,
The Trojans,
Echospace,
Maleditus Sound,
The Motions,
Tommy Roe,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Au Pairs,
Wolf Eyes,
Liliput,
Yusef Lateef,
Yaz,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Dorothy Ashby,
Andrew Hill,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Malaria!,
Goldenarms,
Rites of Spring,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
David Axelrod,
Lalo Schifrin,
Robert Görl,
Glenn Branca,
MC5,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.