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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Kayak to the grime 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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy 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 oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Isaac Hayes,
Television,
In Retrospect,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Count Five,
Morten Harket,
The Wake,
A Certain Ratio,
Franke,
Skaos,
Robert Wyatt,
Section 25,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Chrome,
Agitation Free,
Hardrive,
Harpers Bizarre,
Robert Hood,
Symarip,
Marc Almond,
Parry Music,
EPMD,
Pierre Henry,
Q65,
Lungfish,
Mo-Dettes,
FM Einheit,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Stereo Dub,
Ohio Players,
Television Personalities,
Scientists,
The Neon Judgement,
Spoonie Gee,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Al Stewart,
Electric Prunes,
Crash Course in Science,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marvin Gaye,
Funkadelic,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Leaves,
World's Most,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Banda Bassotti,
Joe Smooth,
Bush Tetras,
Fluxion,
The Gories,
Reuben Wilson,
Sun Ra,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Divine Comedy,
Avey Tare,
Audionom,
Subhumans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Intrusion,
The Smiths,
Rosa Yemen,
Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms.
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.