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 Egypt and from Seoul.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 A Flock of Seagulls to the jazz 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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Maleditus Sound,
Hasil Adkins,
Althea and Donna,
Theoretical Girls,
Iggy Pop,
Simply Red,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Moleskins,
Lucky Dragons,
Camberwell Now,
Con Funk Shun,
Minor Threat,
Curtis Mayfield,
Half Japanese,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rakim,
Tom Boy,
The Remains,
The Toasters,
Neil Young,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Popol Vuh,
Bobby Sherman,
Scratch Acid,
Technova,
Robert Wyatt,
the Bar-Kays,
Sarah Menescal,
Funkadelic,
The Move,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Swans,
Sun Ra,
Neu!,
The Doors,
Jesper Dahlback,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Skatalites,
Avey Tare,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Star Department,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joe Smooth,
Supertramp,
Hot Snakes,
The Gories,
Davy DMX,
The New Christs,
Kool Moe Dee,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
La Düsseldorf,
The Angels of Light,
Delon & Dalcan,
Man Eating Sloth,
June Days,
Nik Kershaw,
Section 25,
Moss Icon,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.