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 Iceland and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 linndrum 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 Zero Boys to the jazz 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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Morten Harket,
Symarip,
Jesper Dahlback,
Supertramp,
Intrusion,
Throbbing Gristle,
Boredoms,
Camberwell Now,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
8 Eyed Spy,
Adolescents,
Trumans Water,
Con Funk Shun,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Funkadelic,
Livin' Joy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Absolute Body Control,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Marc Almond,
The Beau Brummels,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Eric B and Rakim,
Buzzcocks,
Flash Fearless,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Agitation Free,
Oneida,
The Sonics,
B.T. Express,
Lungfish,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Faraquet,
The Modern Lovers,
Mission of Burma,
Isaac Hayes,
Alison Limerick,
Heaven 17,
Aural Exciters,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Bobby Womack,
Sexual Harrassment,
Minor Threat,
Vladislav Delay,
The Moody Blues,
Sister Nancy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Nas,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Todd Terry,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Connie Case,
Vainqueur,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.