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 Italy and from Spokane.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Cairo.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Symarip to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
Basic Channel,
D'Angelo,
Prince Buster,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
James White and The Blacks,
Minor Threat,
Royal Trux,
Drive Like Jehu,
Schoolly D,
Vainqueur,
Adolescents,
Bootsy Collins,
Darondo,
F. McDonald,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Erykah Badu,
Rapeman,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ken Boothe,
Alphaville,
The Selecter,
Oneida,
Scan 7,
Sonny Sharrock,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soft Cell,
The United States of America,
kango's stein massive,
Danielle Patucci,
Harmonia,
Barry Ungar,
Silicon Teens,
Gerry Rafferty,
Peter and Kerry,
Ronan,
Visage,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Remains,
Cluster,
Fear,
The Slits,
ABBA,
Hoover,
the Normal,
Underground Resistance,
Ultravox,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barrington Levy,
Wally Richardson,
Khruangbin,
Neil Young,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ituana,
Lakeside,
Marine Girls,
The Raincoats,
The Durutti Column,
X-102,
Depeche Mode,
Boredoms,
The Dead C,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.