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 Poland and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Scott Walker to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Slits. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions 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?
Dual Sessions,
The Last Poets,
Boredoms,
Procol Harum,
Matthew Halsall,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Albert Ayler,
The Modern Lovers,
Television Personalities,
Au Pairs,
Infiniti,
Nils Olav,
Bill Near,
Altered Images,
Zapp,
Avey Tare,
Kerri Chandler,
The Divine Comedy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Fortunes,
the Soft Cell,
Joe Smooth,
R.M.O.,
Chrome,
Rod Modell,
Lindisfarne,
John Coltrane,
Country Teasers,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Offenders,
Judy Mowatt,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Durutti Column,
Y Pants,
Alison Limerick,
Siglo XX,
Radiopuhelimet,
Brothers Johnson,
Camberwell Now,
Matthew Bourne,
Clear Light,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Flash Fearless,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bobby Womack,
Sound Behaviour,
Sixth Finger,
UT,
Outsiders,
Fela Kuti,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rosa Yemen,
Bronski Beat,
The Litter,
Silicon Teens,
Eve St. Jones,
Neu!,
In Retrospect,
The Selecter,
Tomorrow,
H. Thieme,
New Order,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.