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 Algeria and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Niagra to the grime 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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Audionom,
Black Pus,
FM Einheit,
Magma,
Ronnie Foster,
the Association,
The Mummies,
Kerri Chandler,
Gregory Isaacs,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
David Bowie,
Make Up,
Blancmange,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Harry Pussy,
Rufus Thomas,
Tears for Fears,
Flamin' Groovies,
Popol Vuh,
Eric Copeland,
Stetsasonic,
Niagra,
Desert Stars,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
DJ Sneak,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Slackers,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Residents,
The Divine Comedy,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Fuzztones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pantaleimon,
Soft Cell,
Matthew Halsall,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Marcia Griffiths,
Q and Not U,
The Kinks,
Todd Terry,
Lalann,
Terrestrial Tones,
Tubeway Army,
Black Bananas,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Iggy Pop,
Yellowson,
China Crisis,
Stiv Bators,
Main Source,
Soul II Soul,
Darondo,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
the Sonics,
Josef K,
The Martian,
Schoolly D,
The Fire Engines,
Rhythm & Sound,
Arcadia,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.