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 Philippines and from Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sixth Finger to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
The Golliwogs,
The Fall,
The Victims,
Mission of Burma,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kayak,
Harpers Bizarre,
Roger Hodgson,
Swans,
Television Personalities,
Alphaville,
Grey Daturas,
Traffic Nightmare,
Schoolly D,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Deepchord,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bobby Womack,
The Standells,
Gong,
Bobby Byrd,
A Certain Ratio,
Arthur Verocai,
Jacob Miller,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ultimate Spinach,
Letta Mbulu,
Donny Hathaway,
Anthony Braxton,
D'Angelo,
Essential Logic,
Peter & Gordon,
Bob Dylan,
Cybotron,
John Cale,
Aural Exciters,
Subhumans,
Pet Shop Boys,
LL Cool J,
The Electric Prunes,
Swell Maps,
U.S. Maple,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Angels of Light,
Freddie Wadling,
Monks,
Motorama,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Adolescents,
Pylon,
The Zeros,
Bobbi Humphrey,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Cowsills,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Wake,
The Motions,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.