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 Malta and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 The Invisible 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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mad Mike record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
Todd Terry,
Crispy Ambulance,
One Last Wish,
Gang Gang Dance,
Saccharine Trust,
Radiohead,
Clear Light,
Kool Moe Dee,
Agitation Free,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
China Crisis,
Hardrive,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sun Ra,
John Foxx,
Fatback Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Rosa Yemen,
Altered Images,
Mars,
Roy Ayers,
The Human League,
Desert Stars,
Barrington Levy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Curtis Mayfield,
Blake Baxter,
Duran Duran,
the Human League,
Bootsy Collins,
Gregory Isaacs,
Brass Construction,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Howard Jones,
Drexciya,
Zero Boys,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Blossom Toes,
Neil Young,
Average White Band,
Eric Copeland,
A Certain Ratio,
Skriet,
Absolute Body Control,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ultravox,
Ken Boothe,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Shuggie Otis,
Talk Talk,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Misunderstood,
Sun City Girls,
Idris Muhammad,
ABC,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Mr. Review,
Underground Resistance,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.