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 Bolivia and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 oboe 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 Traffic Nightmare to the crunk 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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
Chris & Cosey,
The Remains,
The Fall,
Slick Rick,
X-101,
The Monochrome Set,
Kurtis Blow,
Rekid,
John Cale,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rapeman,
Pagans,
The Martian,
Henry Cow,
Minor Threat,
Public Enemy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The United States of America,
Barrington Levy,
Severed Heads,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Essential Logic,
Dual Sessions,
Bronski Beat,
Graham Central Station,
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moss Icon,
Judy Mowatt,
Jacques Brel,
The Zeros,
Franke,
Moby Grape,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nik Kershaw,
Zapp,
Depeche Mode,
Bobby Byrd,
Section 25,
Sister Nancy,
Duran Duran,
Donny Hathaway,
The Gories,
The Sonics,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tomorrow,
Technova,
Popol Vuh,
Rosa Yemen,
Camberwell Now,
MDC,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Porter Ricks,
The Tremeloes,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Deakin,
Talk Talk,
The Blues Magoos,
Big Daddy Kane,
Cymande,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.