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 Croatia and from Tehran.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 harpsichord 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 Surgeon to the techno 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Deadbeat,
Yaz,
Boz Scaggs,
Zapp,
The J.B.'s,
The Gories,
Ponytail,
the Swans,
Neu!,
Thee Headcoats,
Joensuu 1685,
The Martian,
The New Christs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joe Finger,
The Velvet Underground,
Magazine,
Judy Mowatt,
Dave Gahan,
A Certain Ratio,
Rapeman,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
X-101,
Smog,
MDC,
New Age Steppers,
Radio Birdman,
The Evens,
John Cale,
Suicide,
Little Man,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Doors,
The Remains,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Peter and Kerry,
Bootsy Collins,
Byron Stingily,
Aswad,
The Knickerbockers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Red Krayola,
Dawn Penn,
Anakelly,
kango's stein massive,
Mr. Review,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Liliput,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Schoolly D,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fall,
Kurtis Blow,
Glenn Branca,
The Tremeloes,
The Associates,
Bill Near,
Spandau Ballet,
Drexciya,
James White and The Blacks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.