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 St Lucia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Roger Hodgson to the grunge 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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
The Human League,
The Kinks,
Mission of Burma,
Panda Bear,
The Offenders,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ossler,
Robert Görl,
Agent Orange,
Yaz,
F. McDonald,
Massinfluence,
The Fall,
Trumans Water,
Minutemen,
Steve Hackett,
The Tremeloes,
Fort Wilson Riot,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
L. Decosne,
Letta Mbulu,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Royal Trux,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ronnie Foster,
June Days,
Quando Quango,
One Last Wish,
KRS-One,
Flamin' Groovies,
Donny Hathaway,
Dual Sessions,
The Fire Engines,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Germs,
Main Source,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Star Department,
Glenn Branca,
Camberwell Now,
The Doors,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Association,
Minnie Riperton,
Laurel Aitken,
Eddi Front,
Kevin Saunderson,
Deakin,
Deadbeat,
Tom Boy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Monolake,
Interpol,
the Swans,
Man Parrish,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.