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 Nepal and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Trumans Water to the techno 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ossler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Soul II Soul,
Joyce Sims,
LL Cool J,
Mars,
Peter and Kerry,
Judy Mowatt,
Rod Modell,
Iggy Pop,
Amon Düül II,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Prince Buster,
Young Marble Giants,
Kurtis Blow,
Mo-Dettes,
Delta 5,
Public Enemy,
Parry Music,
Donny Hathaway,
Chris Corsano,
Joy Division,
Funky Four + One,
Slick Rick,
The Neon Judgement,
Peter & Gordon,
The Red Krayola,
Fela Kuti,
Desert Stars,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Echospace,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fatback Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Yusef Lateef,
The Techniques,
Circle Jerks,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Inner City,
Theoretical Girls,
Tres Demented,
Idris Muhammad,
The Barracudas,
Gang Starr,
Camberwell Now,
Au Pairs,
Godley & Creme,
The Sound,
Dual Sessions,
Audionom,
Deakin,
Scientists,
World's Most,
This Heat,
Urselle,
Camouflage,
China Crisis,
Ultimate Spinach,
Negative Approach,
Cheater Slicks,
Scan 7,
Buzzcocks,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.