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 Singapore and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sound Behaviour to the electroclash 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 The Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Albert Ayler,
June Days,
Crime,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stockholm Monsters,
Erasure,
Matthew Halsall,
Fad Gadget,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Laurel Aitken,
The Offenders,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eric Dolphy,
Amon Düül,
Lungfish,
Tres Demented,
Adolescents,
The Modern Lovers,
Altered Images,
the Swans,
David Axelrod,
Sam Rivers,
DNA,
Joe Smooth,
Das Ding,
B.T. Express,
Sex Pistols,
Ludus,
The Detroit Cobras,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
T.S.O.L.,
Black Flag,
The Monochrome Set,
Clear Light,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joy Division,
The Walker Brothers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Crash Course in Science,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
a-ha,
The Electric Prunes,
Suicide,
Nick Fraelich,
Eric Copeland,
The Fall,
Vainqueur,
Sun City Girls,
In Retrospect,
D'Angelo,
the Soft Cell,
Buzzcocks,
Boz Scaggs,
Deadbeat,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jeff Mills,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Hoover,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.