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 United States and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 Barry Ungar to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Ultra Naté,
The Neon Judgement,
The Moody Blues,
Kurtis Blow,
James White and The Blacks,
Amon Düül,
Accadde A,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Patti Smith,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Mars,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Max Romeo,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Doobie Brothers,
Panda Bear,
Index,
Country Teasers,
The Selecter,
Barclay James Harvest,
Electric Prunes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Black Flag,
Laurel Aitken,
Maurizio,
Janne Schatter,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nas,
The New Christs,
cv313,
Funky Four + One,
Neu!,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cecil Taylor,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fatback Band,
Davy DMX,
Spoonie Gee,
Y Pants,
Pet Shop Boys,
Smog,
Crispian St. Peters,
One Last Wish,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rakim,
The Shadows of Knight,
Nico,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sight & Sound,
Black Sheep,
Blancmange,
Sex Pistols,
CMW,
Sugar Minott,
Pierre Henry,
the Association,
Boz Scaggs,
MC5,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
L. Decosne,
Dual Sessions,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.