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 Ghana and from Sao Paulo.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 arpeggiator 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 Rotary Connection to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz 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 a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Black Pus,
Amon Düül,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Fortunes,
In Retrospect,
The Martian,
Minnie Riperton,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Curtis Mayfield,
Joe Finger,
Sarah Menescal,
Trumans Water,
Motorama,
Alison Limerick,
Mo-Dettes,
Hardrive,
The Vogues,
Ice-T,
the Bar-Kays,
Funky Four + One,
8 Eyed Spy,
Skarface,
Radiohead,
Aural Exciters,
The Residents,
Matthew Halsall,
Underground Resistance,
The Slackers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Supertramp,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Dual Sessions,
Fat Boys,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kaleidoscope,
Bizarre Inc.,
Yazoo,
Masters at Work,
Q and Not U,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Blackbyrds,
Girls At Our Best!,
Accadde A,
Alton Ellis,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sixth Finger,
Maurizio,
The Tremeloes,
Lindisfarne,
Absolute Body Control,
Television Personalities,
Rekid,
Mad Mike,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gang Green,
The Red Krayola,
The Selecter,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.