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 Mauritius and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Model 500 to the crunk 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Eden Ahbez,
Lindisfarne,
the Normal,
The Victims,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mars,
The Knickerbockers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Public Enemy,
Darondo,
Goldenarms,
KRS-One,
ABC,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tropical Tobacco,
Faust,
Japan,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Public Image Ltd.,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
AZ,
David Bowie,
The Count Five,
Pantytec,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Maleditus Sound,
Todd Rundgren,
Whodini,
John Lydon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Dead C,
Quantec,
Cymande,
This Heat,
Peter & Gordon,
Los Fastidios,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Matthew Bourne,
The Vogues,
Tres Demented,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Martian,
Wings,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Talk Talk,
Interpol,
Althea and Donna,
Rotary Connection,
Visage,
Television,
Delta 5,
Max Romeo,
The Fall,
Jacques Brel,
Danielle Patucci,
Eric Copeland,
Nirvana,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Slave,
Motorama,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.