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 Algeria and from Bremen.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 UT to the crunk 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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The New Christs,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Zapp,
Malaria!,
The Leaves,
The Standells,
Boredoms,
Tomorrow,
Essential Logic,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ronan,
Bobby Sherman,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pylon,
Vladislav Delay,
Swans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gregory Isaacs,
Mo-Dettes,
L. Decosne,
Quantec,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Piero Umiliani,
Sister Nancy,
Nirvana,
Chris & Cosey,
The Litter,
Cheater Slicks,
Radio Birdman,
Camberwell Now,
Agitation Free,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Depeche Mode,
Spoonie Gee,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
La Düsseldorf,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Black Dice,
Isaac Hayes,
Reagan Youth,
Tom Boy,
Hashim,
Arthur Verocai,
DJ Sneak,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jeru the Damaja,
Connie Case,
Television Personalities,
Blancmange,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aaron Thompson,
Chris Corsano,
Wire,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Walker Brothers,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.