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 Bolivia and from Bologna.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Edmonton.
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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Gang of Four to the jazz 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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
Tres Demented,
Pere Ubu,
Quadrant,
Yusef Lateef,
Soul II Soul,
The Dave Clark Five,
Barrington Levy,
Ituana,
Bobby Sherman,
Gong,
Panda Bear,
Nirvana,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Standells,
The Red Krayola,
Popol Vuh,
Ken Boothe,
Black Flag,
Roy Ayers,
Stereo Dub,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Cal Tjader,
Oneida,
Lyres,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Robert Görl,
Rekid,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Grass Roots,
Robert Hood,
Ponytail,
Urselle,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Human League,
Banda Bassotti,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Echospace,
Jeru the Damaja,
Delon & Dalcan,
The United States of America,
Joy Division,
Flash Fearless,
Liliput,
Das Ding,
Bang On A Can,
Kool Moe Dee,
John Cale,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Monks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Arab on Radar,
Pylon,
Quando Quango,
Aswad,
The Trojans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.