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 St Lucia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 marimba 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines 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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Grandmaster Flash,
Essential Logic,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fluxion,
The Gories,
Bang On A Can,
The Red Krayola,
Bobby Womack,
Johnny Clarke,
X-Ray Spex,
The Cramps,
The Searchers,
Boz Scaggs,
The Gap Band,
The Star Department,
Newcleus,
Nas,
Little Man,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Chris & Cosey,
Model 500,
Tropical Tobacco,
Depeche Mode,
Livin' Joy,
Bobby Byrd,
Peter & Gordon,
The Motions,
Cheater Slicks,
Massinfluence,
Mandrill,
Pylon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
New Age Steppers,
Public Enemy,
Joe Finger,
Gastr Del Sol,
Derrick Morgan,
Parry Music,
Royal Trux,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
David Axelrod,
The Move,
Delta 5,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Buzzcocks,
Crime,
The Fire Engines,
The Mummies,
Pierre Henry,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Warren Ellis,
Arthur Verocai,
Pere Ubu,
Hardrive,
DJ Style,
Crash Course in Science,
Lee Hazlewood,
Dawn Penn,
Tomorrow,
Tim Buckley,
China Crisis,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.