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 Serbia and from Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin 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 Amon Düül to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
E-Dancer,
Malaria!,
Gong,
David Axelrod,
Bizarre Inc.,
cv313,
Scion,
Lakeside,
Scratch Acid,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Gories,
a-ha,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ornette Coleman,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rosa Yemen,
Idris Muhammad,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Black Moon,
Fad Gadget,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Seeds,
Neil Young,
Masters at Work,
The Vogues,
The Tremeloes,
Henry Cow,
T. Rex,
Marcia Griffiths,
Radio Birdman,
Sarah Menescal,
Brass Construction,
Sonic Youth,
Symarip,
The Cure,
The Techniques,
Guru Guru,
Bluetip,
Con Funk Shun,
Graham Central Station,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kaleidoscope,
Big Daddy Kane,
Quando Quango,
Unrelated Segments,
Hasil Adkins,
Piero Umiliani,
Eurythmics,
Dual Sessions,
Pulsallama,
MDC,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Thompson Twins,
The Blackbyrds,
Lungfish,
Ken Boothe,
Susan Cadogan,
The Searchers,
Newcleus,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.