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 Thailand and from Delhi.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Glambeats Corp. to the grime 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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crooked Eye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Excepter,
MDC,
Colin Newman,
Animal Collective,
Barrington Levy,
Hardrive,
Tomorrow,
F. McDonald,
Crispy Ambulance,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bauhaus,
Wolf Eyes,
the Bar-Kays,
Tom Boy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Red Krayola,
The Move,
Monolake,
Roger Hodgson,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Victims,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Count Five,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Barracudas,
Sonic Youth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
a-ha,
X-Ray Spex,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Sound,
Buzzcocks,
Bobby Womack,
Y Pants,
Black Bananas,
Nik Kershaw,
UT,
Moby Grape,
John Foxx,
Bizarre Inc.,
Joey Negro,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pharoah Sanders,
Steve Hackett,
Matthew Halsall,
Gabor Szabo,
Vladislav Delay,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Black Flag,
Sugar Minott,
The Doobie Brothers,
E-Dancer,
Essential Logic,
T. Rex,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
DJ Sneak,
Arthur Verocai,
Black Sheep,
Dead Boys,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.