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 Norway and from Lyon.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 Swans to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids 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 mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Nils Olav,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Barrington Levy,
Gabor Szabo,
Godley & Creme,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bobby Sherman,
Q and Not U,
Jacob Miller,
Janne Schatter,
48th St. Collective,
Jawbox,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Seeds,
Rapeman,
Derrick Morgan,
Scott Walker,
Don Cherry,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sandy B,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Gun Club,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bronski Beat,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Davy DMX,
Erykah Badu,
Sarah Menescal,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Brick,
Carl Craig,
Jeff Lynne,
Al Stewart,
Moby Grape,
Tomorrow,
World's Most,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Fire Engines,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Brand Nubian,
Flamin' Groovies,
The J.B.'s,
Erasure,
Adolescents,
Duran Duran,
Guru Guru,
Eden Ahbez,
Main Source,
Make Up,
The Fugs,
Eddi Front,
Marvin Gaye,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Suburban Knight,
New York Dolls,
Vainqueur,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Organ,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.