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 Ukraine and from Lille.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong 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 marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Todd Rundgren,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Funky Four + One,
Vainqueur,
Unrelated Segments,
Davy DMX,
Fela Kuti,
David Bowie,
The Saints,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker,
Half Japanese,
Lungfish,
Maurizio,
Josef K,
Robert Wyatt,
UT,
Little Man,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lucky Dragons,
Bizarre Inc.,
Dennis Brown,
Delon & Dalcan,
Delta 5,
Al Stewart,
Rosa Yemen,
The Invisible,
Bush Tetras,
The Cramps,
Black Pus,
Cybotron,
a-ha,
World's Most,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eric Copeland,
Suburban Knight,
Rites of Spring,
Radiohead,
Infiniti,
Moby Grape,
Black Flag,
Q65,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ossler,
The New Christs,
Gregory Isaacs,
Underground Resistance,
Arcadia,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eric Dolphy,
China Crisis,
Nils Olav,
Anakelly,
Wolf Eyes,
Make Up,
Fad Gadget,
Joe Finger,
Mantronix,
Excepter,
Quantec,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.