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 Benin and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 harpsichord 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 Iggy Pop to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
The Velvet Underground,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rapeman,
Blake Baxter,
Bobby Sherman,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rhythm & Sound,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Whodini,
Q and Not U,
The Busters,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cymande,
Iggy Pop,
John Lydon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Alphaville,
Pierre Henry,
Parry Music,
Neu!,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bluetip,
E-Dancer,
Juan Atkins,
Grandmaster Flash,
Smog,
The Red Krayola,
Al Stewart,
Erykah Badu,
Bootsy Collins,
Skaos,
Talk Talk,
Tubeway Army,
Grey Daturas,
Swans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nas,
Godley & Creme,
Depeche Mode,
The Remains,
Brass Construction,
The Blues Magoos,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Evens,
Soft Machine,
Animal Collective,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
K-Klass,
Sixth Finger,
UT,
Dennis Brown,
Dead Boys,
Todd Terry,
Josef K,
Peter and Kerry,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Zapp,
The Moody Blues,
Kas Product,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.