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 Iran and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Don Cherry,
The Wake,
Hashim,
Erasure,
Ice-T,
Ken Boothe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pagans,
Can,
The Gories,
James Chance & The Contortions,
John Lydon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Moleskins,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
X-101,
The Barracudas,
David McCallum,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Slackers,
OOIOO,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Grey Daturas,
Rekid,
Reagan Youth,
Mission of Burma,
Hot Snakes,
Derrick May,
Franke,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
H. Thieme,
Nico,
John Foxx,
Lindisfarne,
Marine Girls,
The Velvet Underground,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Mighty Diamonds,
World's Most,
Goldenarms,
Kerri Chandler,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Technova,
Lyres,
Jeff Mills,
Scan 7,
Amazonics,
Boz Scaggs,
Godley & Creme,
Outsiders,
Amon Düül,
the Association,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
John Coltrane,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Minny Pops,
The Beau Brummels,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
ABBA,
Pantytec,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.