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 Malta and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Woodstock.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 In Retrospect to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
The Dead C,
Scientists,
Flash Fearless,
Chris Corsano,
Aural Exciters,
Country Teasers,
Rites of Spring,
Janne Schatter,
Cal Tjader,
Bad Manners,
Pantytec,
Grauzone,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Groovy Waters,
Newcleus,
Nils Olav,
Roy Ayers,
FM Einheit,
The Searchers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Quantec,
Masters at Work,
LL Cool J,
Sällskapet,
Black Sheep,
Shoche,
Quando Quango,
The Five Americans,
The Associates,
Eric B and Rakim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fluxion,
Vainqueur,
Second Layer,
Reuben Wilson,
cv313,
Khruangbin,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Piero Umiliani,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fatback Band,
Goldenarms,
The Slackers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gregory Isaacs,
Livin' Joy,
Basic Channel,
The Cosmic Jokers,
June of 44,
Lucky Dragons,
Camberwell Now,
The Fall,
Youth Brigade,
Avey Tare,
Donny Hathaway,
Sugar Minott,
Juan Atkins,
Barbara Tucker,
Bronski Beat,
Gabor Szabo,
Subhumans,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.