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 Croatia and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Portland.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Average White Band to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ossler,
Negative Approach,
Ten City,
Man Eating Sloth,
Dorothy Ashby,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rapeman,
The Tremeloes,
Joey Negro,
FM Einheit,
Bush Tetras,
Jeff Mills,
Technova,
Joyce Sims,
Massinfluence,
The Zeros,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rekid,
Shuggie Otis,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Gap Band,
Roxy Music,
Aloha Tigers,
Pulsallama,
Tommy Roe,
Skriet,
Juan Atkins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ice-T,
Graham Central Station,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eli Mardock,
Johnny Osbourne,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Robert Hood,
Ornette Coleman,
The Vogues,
The Pretty Things,
Silicon Teens,
Tomorrow,
Can,
John Holt,
Blossom Toes,
The Toasters,
Jimmy McGriff,
Marc Almond,
Yellowson,
Television,
Alphaville,
The Move,
Arthur Verocai,
The Doobie Brothers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Altered Images,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.