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 Niger and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Q and Not U to the rap 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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Blues Magoos,
The Cowsills,
CMW,
Swans,
Mantronix,
Arab on Radar,
the Swans,
ABBA,
Quantec,
Soft Machine,
Little Man,
Todd Terry,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Warsaw,
The Fortunes,
Anthony Braxton,
Cybotron,
Rod Modell,
The Slits,
Groovy Waters,
John Foxx,
Country Teasers,
Soft Cell,
Camberwell Now,
Crispy Ambulance,
Schoolly D,
Hardrive,
Janne Schatter,
Fela Kuti,
Rhythm & Sound,
Brass Construction,
Radio Birdman,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Maleditus Sound,
Bobby Sherman,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sun City Girls,
Gerry Rafferty,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
New Age Steppers,
The Divine Comedy,
The Mummies,
Siglo XX,
Joe Smooth,
Pulsallama,
Tears for Fears,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Mojo Men,
The Skatalites,
Bronski Beat,
Glenn Branca,
Max Romeo,
The Birthday Party,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Deakin,
Aural Exciters,
Kool Moe Dee,
Motorama,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.