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 Oman and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 organ 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 Malaria! to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Fania All-Stars,
China Crisis,
Donald Byrd,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Cramps,
Wally Richardson,
Talk Talk,
Babytalk,
Heaven 17,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
New Age Steppers,
PIL,
The Gun Club,
Shuggie Otis,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Golliwogs,
AZ,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mo-Dettes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
U.S. Maple,
Sight & Sound,
Erasure,
Avey Tare,
Oneida,
The Gories,
Amazonics,
Alice Coltrane,
Althea and Donna,
Rapeman,
Johnny Clarke,
Fatback Band,
Adolescents,
Josef K,
Bauhaus,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Magma,
Robert Wyatt,
Pole,
Thee Headcoats,
JFA,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Pretty Things,
The Divine Comedy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bobby Womack,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Brick,
the Human League,
the Association,
The Leaves,
The Victims,
Pierre Henry,
Goldenarms,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kayak,
Soft Cell,
X-101,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.