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 Ivory Coast and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 harpsichord 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 Sad Lovers and Giants to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Theoretical Girls. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Throbbing Gristle,
The Techniques,
PIL,
The Doors,
Guru Guru,
Zapp,
Swell Maps,
Maurizio,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nik Kershaw,
Marine Girls,
Ultra Naté,
Flamin' Groovies,
New Order,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Au Pairs,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mars,
10cc,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jandek,
Donny Hathaway,
X-101,
Mad Mike,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Move,
Blake Baxter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Godley & Creme,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
E-Dancer,
Fluxion,
Bush Tetras,
Toni Rubio,
Popol Vuh,
The Litter,
Rhythm & Sound,
Leonard Cohen,
DJ Style,
Arcadia,
Second Layer,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Neon Judgement,
Smog,
Bobby Byrd,
Rites of Spring,
Bauhaus,
Surgeon,
Ornette Coleman,
Flipper,
Terrestrial Tones,
Hardrive,
Supertramp,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Raincoats,
Simply Red,
The Stooges,
Quantec,
The Misunderstood,
The Residents,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.