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 Comoros and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 oboe 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 Shoche 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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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 Motions,
Babytalk,
Simply Red,
The Cramps,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Crime,
Gang Green,
Model 500,
Newcleus,
The Dave Clark Five,
Faust,
Sarah Menescal,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pagans,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Knickerbockers,
Swell Maps,
Symarip,
Flash Fearless,
The American Breed,
Young Marble Giants,
Kerrie Biddell,
La Düsseldorf,
The Toasters,
Guru Guru,
DJ Sneak,
Kaleidoscope,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fuzztones,
The Standells,
Animal Collective,
X-Ray Spex,
Basic Channel,
The Litter,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Zapp,
Skaos,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Intrusion,
Adolescents,
Deadbeat,
Cluster,
Gregory Isaacs,
World's Most,
The Velvet Underground,
the Slits,
Juan Atkins,
Hardrive,
Whodini,
Gang Gang Dance,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Franke,
Average White Band,
The Music Machine,
Pantaleimon,
Todd Rundgren,
Organ,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.