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 Bolivia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 snare 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 Peter and Kerry to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
X-102,
June Days,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Deakin,
Interpol,
Dave Gahan,
The Mojo Men,
The Sonics,
Newcleus,
Josef K,
Neil Young,
Andrew Hill,
The Toasters,
Porter Ricks,
Lower 48,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stiv Bators,
The Vogues,
Soft Machine,
Lungfish,
June of 44,
Bobby Womack,
K-Klass,
The Moody Blues,
The Saints,
UT,
Severed Heads,
Suicide,
David McCallum,
Arthur Verocai,
Monolake,
Boogie Down Productions,
Japan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sarah Menescal,
Make Up,
Peter and Kerry,
Robert Görl,
Joe Finger,
Wire,
The Music Machine,
Carl Craig,
Infiniti,
Patti Smith,
the Slits,
Eden Ahbez,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Mo-Dettes,
Bauhaus,
Crime,
Stetsasonic,
Au Pairs,
The Fuzztones,
Flash Fearless,
Darondo,
8 Eyed Spy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Massinfluence,
Eli Mardock,
Tears for Fears,
Maurizio,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.