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 South Sudan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 marimba 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 Eric Copeland to the crunk 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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
Massinfluence,
The Litter,
Grauzone,
Fugazi,
Cameo,
B.T. Express,
Mission of Burma,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Electric Prunes,
Minor Threat,
Section 25,
The Pretty Things,
Connie Case,
Nirvana,
Soft Machine,
Inner City,
Pole,
Kurtis Blow,
The Moleskins,
Underground Resistance,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Bananas,
Bobby Byrd,
Amazonics,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Fortunes,
Half Japanese,
Urselle,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bill Near,
Au Pairs,
Aswad,
Peter and Kerry,
Darondo,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Chrome,
KRS-One,
Skarface,
The Cramps,
Jawbox,
Kenny Larkin,
Bronski Beat,
Tim Buckley,
The Grass Roots,
Von Mondo,
Gang of Four,
Loose Ends,
Quantec,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobby Womack,
Cal Tjader,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Hot Snakes,
John Foxx,
The Gladiators,
Schoolly D,
Pantytec,
Porter Ricks,
Dual Sessions,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Red Krayola,
Q and Not U,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.