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 El Salvador and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ludus to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
FM Einheit,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Stetsasonic,
Wolf Eyes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Arab on Radar,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Martian,
The Star Department,
John Holt,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Monks,
New York Dolls,
Masters at Work,
Black Flag,
Reuben Wilson,
The Mummies,
The Vogues,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pantytec,
Crime,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Mantronix,
Godley & Creme,
Ultra Naté,
Junior Murvin,
Aural Exciters,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Nas,
Crash Course in Science,
Chris Corsano,
The Raincoats,
Organ,
Average White Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Faust,
Fatback Band,
Moebius,
Animal Collective,
Deakin,
Todd Terry,
the Bar-Kays,
Brothers Johnson,
T.S.O.L.,
LL Cool J,
Motorama,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bang On A Can,
Alton Ellis,
Patti Smith,
PIL,
Black Moon,
Davy DMX,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ice-T,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Curtis Mayfield,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.