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 Angola and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Shuggie Otis to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Slits. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Lee Hazlewood,
Country Teasers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lakeside,
Bad Manners,
Gang Starr,
Whodini,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Electric Prunes,
MDC,
Graham Central Station,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dual Sessions,
Rekid,
The Toasters,
Barbara Tucker,
Crispian St. Peters,
Circle Jerks,
Index,
Oblivians,
Hot Snakes,
Eli Mardock,
Y Pants,
Aaron Thompson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gang of Four,
Warren Ellis,
Carl Craig,
The Birthday Party,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Young Marble Giants,
The Misunderstood,
The Flesh Eaters,
Procol Harum,
Sonny Sharrock,
EPMD,
Eric B and Rakim,
X-101,
Bob Dylan,
Basic Channel,
These Immortal Souls,
Roxette,
The New Christs,
Funkadelic,
Thee Headcoats,
Man Eating Sloth,
Vainqueur,
Main Source,
Anthony Braxton,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bootsy Collins,
The Names,
Joyce Sims,
Talk Talk,
The Move,
Fad Gadget,
Flipper,
World's Most,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.