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 Grenada and from Cairo.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 Kool Moe Dee to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Names. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig 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 a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Quando Quango,
Al Stewart,
Erasure,
Wings,
The Walker Brothers,
Hoover,
Dave Gahan,
Joe Smooth,
The Buckinghams,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Model 500,
Siglo XX,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Danielle Patucci,
The J.B.'s,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The United States of America,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Minny Pops,
Rhythm & Sound,
Magma,
Moss Icon,
X-Ray Spex,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Searchers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gong,
Zapp,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Zero Boys,
The Golliwogs,
Terry Callier,
Delta 5,
Public Enemy,
Josef K,
Harmonia,
Faraquet,
Sarah Menescal,
The Red Krayola,
Ornette Coleman,
Metal Thangz,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Urselle,
Jacob Miller,
Kool Moe Dee,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Crime,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Standells,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tres Demented,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kerri Chandler,
Lakeside,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
U.S. Maple,
Warren Ellis,
Au Pairs,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.