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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tokyo.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Nico to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Skaos,
Simply Red,
Stetsasonic,
Harpers Bizarre,
New Age Steppers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Hashim,
Black Pus,
Matthew Halsall,
Public Enemy,
Amon Düül,
AZ,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Royal Trux,
Kerrie Biddell,
Masters at Work,
FM Einheit,
The Young Rascals,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rakim,
The Searchers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Alton Ellis,
Gregory Isaacs,
Man Parrish,
Junior Murvin,
Scratch Acid,
Newcleus,
DJ Style,
Unwound,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Sisters of Mercy,
MC5,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sam Rivers,
Sällskapet,
Jacob Miller,
Scan 7,
Dennis Brown,
Underground Resistance,
Stereo Dub,
The Busters,
Marmalade,
The Blackbyrds,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jandek,
Bobby Byrd,
Davy DMX,
The Gladiators,
Sugar Minott,
Harry Pussy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Reuben Wilson,
The Names,
The Raincoats,
Circle Jerks,
Robert Wyatt,
The Alarm Clocks,
Theoretical Girls,
Echospace,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.