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 Austria and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the crunk 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Y Pants,
The Busters,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ronan,
The Music Machine,
Robert Görl,
Scion,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jandek,
Make Up,
Slave,
Simply Red,
Half Japanese,
Amazonics,
Nils Olav,
Pylon,
The Mojo Men,
Silicon Teens,
Thee Headcoats,
X-Ray Spex,
Moss Icon,
Gerry Rafferty,
Television Personalities,
Skaos,
Rekid,
Gil Scott Heron,
Steve Hackett,
The Names,
Echospace,
Cymande,
10cc,
John Holt,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Newcleus,
Subhumans,
The Count Five,
Magazine,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
This Heat,
Glambeats Corp.,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Offenders,
The New Christs,
Wire,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Masters at Work,
Maleditus Sound,
Aloha Tigers,
The Human League,
Fatback Band,
The Modern Lovers,
Danielle Patucci,
The Golliwogs,
UT,
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.