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 Guyana and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 oboe 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 Masters at Work to the crunk 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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
The American Breed,
Junior Murvin,
Arab on Radar,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
R.M.O.,
Zero Boys,
Massinfluence,
Depeche Mode,
Eurythmics,
Shuggie Otis,
The Monks,
Magazine,
Youth Brigade,
Derrick Morgan,
Jerry's Kids,
Barrington Levy,
Iggy Pop,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Dead C,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Freddie Wadling,
The Electric Prunes,
Newcleus,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Doobie Brothers,
Josef K,
Mo-Dettes,
Popol Vuh,
Alton Ellis,
Negative Approach,
The Busters,
The Selecter,
Essential Logic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bauhaus,
Boz Scaggs,
Max Romeo,
The United States of America,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lou Reed,
Joensuu 1685,
Donny Hathaway,
X-101,
Accadde A,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kenny Larkin,
Chris & Cosey,
Slave,
Tom Boy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sixth Finger,
Brand Nubian,
Camouflage,
John Foxx,
Monolake,
Alison Limerick,
Animal Collective,
Smog,
Average White Band,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.