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 Liechtenstein and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 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 The Sound to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispy Ambulance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Morten Harket,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Fall,
The Knickerbockers,
The Cure,
The Moleskins,
Lucky Dragons,
One Last Wish,
Alton Ellis,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scott Walker,
The Shadows of Knight,
Funky Four + One,
Eddi Front,
The Real Kids,
China Crisis,
B.T. Express,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
8 Eyed Spy,
Alison Limerick,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bush Tetras,
Sugar Minott,
Colin Newman,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Index,
Spoonie Gee,
Inner City,
Country Teasers,
Wire,
Fear,
Circle Jerks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jesper Dahlback,
June of 44,
Smog,
Idris Muhammad,
Electric Prunes,
Altered Images,
Isaac Hayes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ossler,
Fluxion,
Lower 48,
The Gories,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Roger Hodgson,
The Saints,
Pantaleimon,
Dave Gahan,
John Coltrane,
cv313,
Animal Collective,
The Neon Judgement,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dennis Brown,
Darondo,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.