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 Indonesia and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the oboe 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 Inner City to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
A Certain Ratio,
Kevin Saunderson,
DNA,
Erykah Badu,
Sonic Youth,
David Bowie,
Rod Modell,
Dawn Penn,
Intrusion,
Chrome,
Loose Ends,
Ten City,
Television Personalities,
Essential Logic,
Ultimate Spinach,
Urselle,
Donny Hathaway,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Minor Threat,
Piero Umiliani,
Gabor Szabo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
X-102,
The Dave Clark Five,
Quantec,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Organ,
Cluster,
Blancmange,
The Music Machine,
Technova,
Country Teasers,
John Cale,
Warren Ellis,
Q65,
F. McDonald,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eve St. Jones,
Stereo Dub,
China Crisis,
Vainqueur,
The Doobie Brothers,
Joensuu 1685,
The Seeds,
Ponytail,
Tres Demented,
Glenn Branca,
Nas,
Guru Guru,
Panda Bear,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Blossom Toes,
Khruangbin,
Joy Division,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Cowsills,
Scientists,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.