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 India and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Calgary.
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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Beasts of Bourbon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Massinfluence,
Althea and Donna,
Black Flag,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Morten Harket,
Pantytec,
Drexciya,
Lower 48,
the Association,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Robert Hood,
Underground Resistance,
Moby Grape,
The Mummies,
The Young Rascals,
Matthew Bourne,
Vladislav Delay,
Q and Not U,
Panda Bear,
Pulsallama,
Mars,
Neil Young,
Arcadia,
Oblivians,
ABC,
Peter and Kerry,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Buckinghams,
Silicon Teens,
Minutemen,
Supertramp,
Gang Gang Dance,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gil Scott Heron,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dual Sessions,
Mission of Burma,
Skaos,
Unrelated Segments,
Gastr Del Sol,
Desert Stars,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Fortunes,
Fatback Band,
Vainqueur,
In Retrospect,
Harmonia,
Kas Product,
Mantronix,
Negative Approach,
Erykah Badu,
Grey Daturas,
Colin Newman,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Associates,
The Misunderstood,
Slick Rick,
The Monks,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.