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 Macedonia and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Music Machine to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One 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 mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
The Wake,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nick Fraelich,
The Victims,
Bobby Sherman,
Jerry Gold Smith,
the Germs,
Byron Stingily,
Nation of Ulysses,
Marc Almond,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Essential Logic,
Robert Hood,
Althea and Donna,
Bizarre Inc.,
PIL,
Sam Rivers,
Masters at Work,
Jandek,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
One Last Wish,
The Barracudas,
Todd Rundgren,
Wings,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Durutti Column,
Eli Mardock,
Rhythm & Sound,
Make Up,
The Motions,
Panda Bear,
Prince Buster,
Fifty Foot Hose,
AZ,
cv313,
Scratch Acid,
The Saints,
Jacques Brel,
D'Angelo,
The Moleskins,
Ralphi Rosario,
Charles Mingus,
Eve St. Jones,
Dark Day,
Roy Ayers,
Trumans Water,
Marvin Gaye,
Bush Tetras,
Josef K,
World's Most,
New York Dolls,
June Days,
Thompson Twins,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Warren Ellis,
Pulsallama,
Technova,
Gong,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Whodini,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.