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 Morocco and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 guitar 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 Von Mondo to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harry Pussy,
John Foxx,
Surgeon,
Faust,
Donny Hathaway,
The Velvet Underground,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gastr Del Sol,
Boredoms,
Graham Central Station,
Smog,
Buzzcocks,
Fatback Band,
The Techniques,
LL Cool J,
The American Breed,
the Swans,
Gang of Four,
Arthur Verocai,
Aural Exciters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Depeche Mode,
Flamin' Groovies,
Juan Atkins,
Todd Rundgren,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Morten Harket,
Minor Threat,
Scratch Acid,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Black Sheep,
Ossler,
Gichy Dan,
Sällskapet,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Brass Construction,
Ultravox,
Skarface,
The Trojans,
Matthew Halsall,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The J.B.'s,
The Young Rascals,
Japan,
Unwound,
Lou Reed,
David Axelrod,
Liliput,
Dual Sessions,
Josef K,
World's Most,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fad Gadget,
The Litter,
Mark Hollis,
The Moody Blues,
Gerry Rafferty,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.