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 Turkmenistan and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 linndrum 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 Oppenheimer Analysis to the disco 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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Red Krayola record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
The Tremeloes,
Suburban Knight,
Jacob Miller,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Section 25,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Infiniti,
Rekid,
Masters at Work,
CMW,
The Durutti Column,
Rites of Spring,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Blancmange,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Busters,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Residents,
Bad Manners,
Chris Corsano,
The Blues Magoos,
Von Mondo,
The Remains,
Sugar Minott,
Swans,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Robert Hood,
Barbara Tucker,
Quantec,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Surgeon,
Television Personalities,
Spoonie Gee,
Rhythm & Sound,
Desert Stars,
Panda Bear,
Siglo XX,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Move,
Silicon Teens,
Althea and Donna,
Yellowson,
Chris & Cosey,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mad Mike,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Evens,
Deepchord,
The Misunderstood,
Deadbeat,
Audionom,
The Leaves,
Radiohead,
Todd Terry,
Monks,
Dennis Brown,
Eddi Front,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.