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 Somalia and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Visage to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
John Lydon,
The Moody Blues,
Ludus,
Moss Icon,
Amon Düül,
Robert Hood,
Section 25,
Das Ding,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Wake,
Y Pants,
The Doobie Brothers,
Alison Limerick,
These Immortal Souls,
Animal Collective,
Ossler,
Deakin,
Radio Birdman,
Eden Ahbez,
Chrome,
Drive Like Jehu,
Urselle,
The Doors,
Yellowson,
The Fire Engines,
Laurel Aitken,
Iggy Pop,
David McCallum,
World's Most,
Average White Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Fluxion,
The Barracudas,
Lindisfarne,
Model 500,
Michelle Simonal,
Thee Headcoats,
The Gap Band,
Bluetip,
Mark Hollis,
Amon Düül II,
Mad Mike,
Monolake,
kango's stein massive,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bobby Byrd,
Negative Approach,
Eric Dolphy,
Franke,
Brand Nubian,
ABC,
Cheater Slicks,
Jacques Brel,
Reuben Wilson,
The Mojo Men,
Quantec,
the Sonics,
DNA,
Tubeway Army,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.