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 Taiwan and from Woodstock.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Tim Buckley to the grunge 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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Buzzcocks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Swell Maps,
The Techniques,
Tears for Fears,
Delta 5,
The Tremeloes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Black Flag,
DJ Style,
Dark Day,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Derrick May,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Gories,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joy Division,
Anthony Braxton,
Jeru the Damaja,
DJ Sneak,
Drexciya,
The Sonics,
Wire,
Davy DMX,
Todd Rundgren,
Josef K,
Wolf Eyes,
Nils Olav,
Sun City Girls,
Negative Approach,
Gang Gang Dance,
Motorama,
Jimmy McGriff,
Radio Birdman,
Ultimate Spinach,
Barbara Tucker,
Brand Nubian,
Oneida,
Stockholm Monsters,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Scientists,
The Mojo Men,
Johnny Clarke,
The Blues Magoos,
John Holt,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Names,
Slick Rick,
Ten City,
Marmalade,
Sex Pistols,
Inner City,
Eric Copeland,
Matthew Bourne,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
CMW,
The Divine Comedy,
Visage,
Liliput,
Gastr Del Sol,
Loose Ends,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.