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 France and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 synthesizer 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 Echospace to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cluster,
Tres Demented,
Letta Mbulu,
Terrestrial Tones,
Charles Mingus,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Crime,
The Count Five,
China Crisis,
Blancmange,
Average White Band,
Youth Brigade,
Pantaleimon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Roger Hodgson,
Dave Gahan,
Buzzcocks,
Subhumans,
Colin Newman,
Massinfluence,
The Modern Lovers,
Arcadia,
The Gories,
The Tremeloes,
a-ha,
Rotary Connection,
Glenn Branca,
Sällskapet,
Alton Ellis,
Mantronix,
Basic Channel,
Parry Music,
Max Romeo,
The Vogues,
Deepchord,
Toni Rubio,
Drive Like Jehu,
Babytalk,
Susan Cadogan,
Tomorrow,
Black Bananas,
The Grass Roots,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Chris Corsano,
Slave,
Zapp,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ohio Players,
X-102,
Piero Umiliani,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sugar Minott,
Henry Cow,
Organ,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.