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 Afghanistan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 snare 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 These Immortal Souls to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Sound Behaviour,
AZ,
Scratch Acid,
The Searchers,
Robert Wyatt,
Gang Green,
Eddi Front,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pulsallama,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Supertramp,
World's Most,
The Fall,
Toni Rubio,
Brick,
The Skatalites,
Darondo,
Boredoms,
Mars,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Gap Band,
Sun City Girls,
The Dead C,
Erasure,
10cc,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Cal Tjader,
Deepchord,
Television,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bronski Beat,
Howard Jones,
Ten City,
Oneida,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eric Copeland,
Aaron Thompson,
Guru Guru,
Reagan Youth,
Nils Olav,
The Birthday Party,
Slick Rick,
The Seeds,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ohio Players,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lindisfarne,
David Axelrod,
Wally Richardson,
Cybotron,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Visage,
K-Klass,
Bobby Womack,
Rakim,
Todd Rundgren,
Sixth Finger,
Excepter,
The Doors,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rites of Spring,
The New Christs,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.