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 Kyrgyzstan and from Glasgow.
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 Madrid and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 The Divine Comedy to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Groovy Waters,
Big Daddy Kane,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Litter,
Lakeside,
Sonny Sharrock,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cybotron,
The Wake,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jerry's Kids,
Joe Finger,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
10cc,
Warsaw,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dave Gahan,
Brand Nubian,
The Barracudas,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dual Sessions,
Shuggie Otis,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Agitation Free,
the Sonics,
Terrestrial Tones,
Popol Vuh,
Arcadia,
Frankie Knuckles,
the Soft Cell,
Minutemen,
The Birthday Party,
Marine Girls,
The Doobie Brothers,
Prince Buster,
New Order,
Man Parrish,
Connie Case,
Circle Jerks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ultra Naté,
The Names,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fire Engines,
Panda Bear,
Wings,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
ABBA,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Althea and Donna,
John Coltrane,
Metal Thangz,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Zeros,
Black Flag,
Pet Shop Boys,
Max Romeo,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.