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 Greece and from Mumbai.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 United States of America. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
F. McDonald,
Visage,
Dennis Brown,
Simply Red,
Nirvana,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hardrive,
Byron Stingily,
Dead Boys,
Eddi Front,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bill Wells,
The Victims,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Real Kids,
Roxette,
The Kinks,
Reuben Wilson,
The Evens,
Shoche,
Lightning Bolt,
Cal Tjader,
Lebanon Hanover,
Delon & Dalcan,
Derrick May,
Bronski Beat,
Jacob Miller,
Slick Rick,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rakim,
Porter Ricks,
Eden Ahbez,
Quadrant,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pere Ubu,
Negative Approach,
Neil Young,
Radiohead,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Deadbeat,
U.S. Maple,
Steve Hackett,
the Slits,
Zero Boys,
PIL,
Blancmange,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kayak,
Flipper,
World's Most,
Rotary Connection,
The Zeros,
Soft Cell,
Darondo,
Goldenarms,
Barry Ungar,
Mary Jane Girls,
Joey Negro,
Clear Light,
Kerri Chandler,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.