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 Tokyo.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Chris & Cosey to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
The Invisible,
Dual Sessions,
Blancmange,
Mission of Burma,
Cluster,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nas,
Gichy Dan,
Janne Schatter,
Minor Threat,
Malaria!,
Cymande,
Surgeon,
Boz Scaggs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Simply Red,
Dave Gahan,
The Alarm Clocks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Kinks,
The Monochrome Set,
CMW,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jacques Brel,
Black Moon,
Lyres,
June Days,
Aaron Thompson,
Joey Negro,
The Associates,
Howard Jones,
Sonic Youth,
Flipper,
These Immortal Souls,
Franke,
Kerri Chandler,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
a-ha,
Absolute Body Control,
Rites of Spring,
Magma,
Rapeman,
The Names,
Urselle,
The Misunderstood,
Judy Mowatt,
Kenny Larkin,
Marine Girls,
Marc Almond,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
T. Rex,
Lalann,
Funky Four + One,
Chrome,
Lucky Dragons,
Chris Corsano,
Black Bananas,
Fat Boys,
Arthur Verocai,
Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.
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.