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 Eritrea and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 theremin 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 The Busters to the electroclash 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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Terry Callier,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Brick,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fear,
Bill Near,
Alice Coltrane,
Visage,
The Leaves,
Urselle,
The Modern Lovers,
Rites of Spring,
Unwound,
Technova,
F. McDonald,
Joyce Sims,
The Dirtbombs,
Inner City,
One Last Wish,
Crooked Eye,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jacques Brel,
Nils Olav,
The Wake,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Johnny Clarke,
U.S. Maple,
Amon Düül,
Bobby Byrd,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rapeman,
Quantec,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Oblivians,
Deepchord,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Circle Jerks,
Jawbox,
Rekid,
Maleditus Sound,
Freddie Wadling,
The Human League,
Radio Birdman,
Altered Images,
KRS-One,
L. Decosne,
Deakin,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roger Hodgson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Agent Orange,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
China Crisis,
Q65,
The Buckinghams,
June Days,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.