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 Australia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Das Ding to the disco 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 Remains. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Quando Quango,
Trumans Water,
Massinfluence,
Mark Hollis,
T. Rex,
Brass Construction,
Drive Like Jehu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Chrome,
Godley & Creme,
The Modern Lovers,
the Normal,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Desert Stars,
Moss Icon,
Janne Schatter,
Robert Wyatt,
Magma,
Nirvana,
Ponytail,
Organ,
One Last Wish,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Monks,
Chris Corsano,
Alice Coltrane,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Anthony Braxton,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Index,
Eurythmics,
Blake Baxter,
Make Up,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Funkadelic,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fat Boys,
Lyres,
Yaz,
The Stooges,
Idris Muhammad,
Heaven 17,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rotary Connection,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Fortunes,
Piero Umiliani,
Depeche Mode,
The Gap Band,
Marine Girls,
Scott Walker,
Wire,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Boredoms,
Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya.
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.