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 Botswana and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gerry Rafferty to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Alton Ellis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Whodini,
Danielle Patucci,
The Selecter,
Dark Day,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Magazine,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Blake Baxter,
The Real Kids,
Lungfish,
Visage,
Panda Bear,
Spoonie Gee,
Lebanon Hanover,
Funkadelic,
Absolute Body Control,
Ken Boothe,
Tom Boy,
Half Japanese,
Chrome,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
New York Dolls,
Subhumans,
David McCallum,
Young Marble Giants,
B.T. Express,
Monks,
F. McDonald,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Quadrant,
Basic Channel,
The Gladiators,
The Smoke,
DNA,
PIL,
Sun City Girls,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Yaz,
Suicide,
The Mojo Men,
Ralphi Rosario,
World's Most,
the Germs,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Urselle,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bootsy Collins,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pole,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.