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 Sweden and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Saints to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
Make Up,
Man Eating Sloth,
Eli Mardock,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Tubeway Army,
Gong,
The Music Machine,
Kenny Larkin,
Gil Scott Heron,
Yusef Lateef,
The Blues Magoos,
Black Bananas,
The Sound,
Kevin Saunderson,
X-101,
Radiohead,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Alarm Clocks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pylon,
Faust,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ultravox,
June Days,
Schoolly D,
cv313,
Dave Gahan,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eric Dolphy,
New Age Steppers,
Jacques Brel,
Juan Atkins,
The Mummies,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brick,
Alison Limerick,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Fall,
Television Personalities,
Pet Shop Boys,
Todd Rundgren,
Clear Light,
Janne Schatter,
The Vogues,
Intrusion,
Fatback Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Smog,
Sound Behaviour,
Moss Icon,
Pierre Henry,
The Count Five,
The Sonics,
Index,
Cluster,
Pole,
Depeche Mode,
Trumans Water,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.