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 Mali and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Panda Bear to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Lucky Dragons,
E-Dancer,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Evens,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fear,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Black Bananas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
K-Klass,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Peter & Gordon,
the Sonics,
Porter Ricks,
Tres Demented,
The Offenders,
Rekid,
Byron Stingily,
John Cale,
Main Source,
Nirvana,
Godley & Creme,
The Five Americans,
Hot Snakes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Susan Cadogan,
Faust,
Roxy Music,
Pierre Henry,
Heaven 17,
Boogie Down Productions,
Harpers Bizarre,
Minnie Riperton,
Yaz,
Franke,
Minor Threat,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ten City,
Barrington Levy,
Los Fastidios,
Au Pairs,
Hardrive,
The Kinks,
the Germs,
Massinfluence,
The Mojo Men,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Velvet Underground,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
X-102,
Tears for Fears,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Moby Grape,
the Normal,
La Düsseldorf,
The Barracudas,
Tubeway Army,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.