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 Paraguay and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Faraquet to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Scott Walker,
Easy Going,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gichy Dan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pole,
Slave,
The Last Poets,
Half Japanese,
The Trojans,
Barclay James Harvest,
Saccharine Trust,
Kas Product,
The Velvet Underground,
Patti Smith,
JFA,
Grauzone,
Black Sheep,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Agitation Free,
Tom Boy,
Archie Shepp,
Joe Smooth,
Los Fastidios,
Siglo XX,
Smog,
Ludus,
Eric Dolphy,
Marine Girls,
Dave Gahan,
Second Layer,
Neu!,
The Skatalites,
Janne Schatter,
Sun City Girls,
David McCallum,
The Barracudas,
Kevin Saunderson,
Scan 7,
Big Daddy Kane,
Livin' Joy,
T. Rex,
The Electric Prunes,
UT,
The Zeros,
Pulsallama,
Niagra,
Liliput,
Make Up,
Minnie Riperton,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Supertramp,
Sugar Minott,
Camouflage,
The Busters,
Man Eating Sloth,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.