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 East Timor and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sun Ra to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
The Kinks,
Silicon Teens,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ronan,
Black Bananas,
Maurizio,
Ituana,
Erasure,
Whodini,
Pierre Henry,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jimmy McGriff,
Reagan Youth,
Metal Thangz,
Kerri Chandler,
Rakim,
The American Breed,
Malaria!,
Prince Buster,
Skaos,
Skarface,
Negative Approach,
Crash Course in Science,
Black Pus,
Moss Icon,
X-101,
Stiv Bators,
Hardrive,
Peter and Kerry,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cymande,
Lower 48,
Reuben Wilson,
MC5,
Anakelly,
Average White Band,
Fela Kuti,
ABBA,
Technova,
The Vogues,
Newcleus,
Delon & Dalcan,
Colin Newman,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bill Wells,
Marc Almond,
The Sound,
OOIOO,
Laurel Aitken,
Funkadelic,
Slave,
Eli Mardock,
Mad Mike,
Rapeman,
Fluxion,
Black Moon,
Roxy Music,
Joe Finger,
Theoretical Girls,
David Axelrod,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.