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 India and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Johannesburg.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Michelle Simonal to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The United States of America. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Max Romeo,
The Cure,
Lucky Dragons,
Suicide,
Aaron Thompson,
Alphaville,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Reagan Youth,
Iggy Pop,
Graham Central Station,
Cybotron,
One Last Wish,
Scrapy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sight & Sound,
Bluetip,
Eddi Front,
KRS-One,
ABC,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Dirtbombs,
Erykah Badu,
Glambeats Corp.,
Fad Gadget,
Eric Dolphy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fatback Band,
Monolake,
The Move,
Khruangbin,
Marc Almond,
Scientists,
Skarface,
Soul II Soul,
Yusef Lateef,
Arthur Verocai,
Altered Images,
Negative Approach,
China Crisis,
Barrington Levy,
The Wake,
Sun City Girls,
Rhythm & Sound,
Aswad,
Colin Newman,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Stooges,
Johnny Clarke,
Kool Moe Dee,
Index,
Simply Red,
The Happenings,
The Knickerbockers,
Moebius,
Pylon,
Sonny Sharrock,
Anakelly,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Severed Heads,
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.