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 Nicaragua and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 theremin 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 Glenn Branca to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
Steve Hackett,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kaleidoscope,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Angels of Light,
Supertramp,
OOIOO,
The Associates,
Wolf Eyes,
The Searchers,
Fugazi,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Derrick Morgan,
Nick Fraelich,
Funky Four + One,
The Raincoats,
FM Einheit,
Fear,
This Heat,
Michelle Simonal,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Black Dice,
Cecil Taylor,
Shoche,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Subhumans,
Brand Nubian,
Ultravox,
Livin' Joy,
Pet Shop Boys,
Man Parrish,
Saccharine Trust,
Letta Mbulu,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joey Negro,
Mo-Dettes,
Black Moon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Offenders,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bauhaus,
The Names,
Deepchord,
Hoover,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Grey Daturas,
Yusef Lateef,
Kenny Larkin,
Eve St. Jones,
The Index,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bronski Beat,
Peter and Kerry,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Patti Smith,
Brothers Johnson,
The Five Americans,
Todd Rundgren,
Delta 5,
Camouflage,
Hasil Adkins,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.