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 Columbus.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Woodstock.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Radio Birdman to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Buzzcocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Chris & Cosey,
The Kinks,
Aswad,
David Bowie,
Monks,
Saccharine Trust,
kango's stein massive,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Massinfluence,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Doors,
Eddi Front,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jerry's Kids,
Michelle Simonal,
The Red Krayola,
Pole,
The Detroit Cobras,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Guru Guru,
FM Einheit,
The United States of America,
Stereo Dub,
DNA,
The Blues Magoos,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Leonard Cohen,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rapeman,
Sällskapet,
Kayak,
Interpol,
The Wake,
Jandek,
Gang Starr,
H. Thieme,
The Seeds,
Howard Jones,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sun City Girls,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Invisible,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gerry Rafferty,
Schoolly D,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ronnie Foster,
the Soft Cell,
Newcleus,
Visage,
Sarah Menescal,
The Walker Brothers,
Au Pairs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Maleditus Sound,
Bobby Byrd,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio.
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.