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 Zimbabwe and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Leonard Cohen to the dance 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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Art Ensemble Of Chicago tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Lakeside,
cv313,
Alphaville,
Howard Jones,
Warren Ellis,
The Doors,
The Durutti Column,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sam Rivers,
Alton Ellis,
Wings,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The American Breed,
the Normal,
Los Fastidios,
Sound Behaviour,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New Order,
Babytalk,
Boredoms,
Maleditus Sound,
Prince Buster,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sparks,
E-Dancer,
Brick,
The Smiths,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Funkadelic,
Monks,
Flipper,
Marvin Gaye,
Massinfluence,
Sixth Finger,
Eden Ahbez,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Alison Limerick,
Electric Prunes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Swell Maps,
The Move,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Cramps,
Spandau Ballet,
Throbbing Gristle,
Tomorrow,
Blossom Toes,
Altered Images,
The Remains,
The Standells,
The Fortunes,
Pere Ubu,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bad Manners,
Goldenarms,
Nirvana,
Country Teasers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Duran Duran,
The Last Poets,
Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B.
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.