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 Colombia and from Philadelphia.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Glasgow.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Count Five. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
The Star Department,
The Toasters,
Lungfish,
Moebius,
Ponytail,
X-Ray Spex,
Janne Schatter,
Scrapy,
The Shadows of Knight,
Los Fastidios,
Bush Tetras,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kaleidoscope,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Circle Jerks,
Ituana,
Marcia Griffiths,
Blancmange,
Bootsy Collins,
Aural Exciters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Idris Muhammad,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nico,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scratch Acid,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Wolf Eyes,
Robert Hood,
Derrick Morgan,
Tom Boy,
ABC,
Marine Girls,
Quando Quango,
Minor Threat,
The Blackbyrds,
The Smiths,
Laurel Aitken,
Joey Negro,
Mary Jane Girls,
Dead Boys,
Lyres,
Maleditus Sound,
The Divine Comedy,
L. Decosne,
The Martian,
Sister Nancy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Kinks,
Cybotron,
Robert Wyatt,
Y Pants,
Gang Gang Dance,
Dawn Penn,
Anthony Braxton,
Minnie Riperton,
The Remains,
Darondo,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.