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 Armenia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 mellotron 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 Black Moon to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Tom Boy,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bootsy Collins,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Hardrive,
Chris Corsano,
Steve Hackett,
Sonic Youth,
World's Most,
Soft Cell,
Wasted Youth,
Donald Byrd,
Lou Christie,
Moss Icon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marmalade,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Five Americans,
FM Einheit,
The Busters,
Y Pants,
Popol Vuh,
KRS-One,
June Days,
Saccharine Trust,
a-ha,
Barry Ungar,
The Move,
Nick Fraelich,
Lower 48,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Easy Going,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Visage,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Kinks,
The Gap Band,
David Axelrod,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jerry's Kids,
Niagra,
New Age Steppers,
Sight & Sound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Blake Baxter,
Susan Cadogan,
Barbara Tucker,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Monks,
The Dirtbombs,
Inner City,
Moebius,
The Moleskins,
Black Pus,
T. Rex,
Au Pairs,
The Smoke,
Suburban Knight,
Neu!,
Lee Hazlewood,
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You don't know what you really want.
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