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 Georgia and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Erykah Badu to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James White and The Blacks,
Country Teasers,
Masters at Work,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pantytec,
Au Pairs,
The Pop Group,
Reuben Wilson,
Robert Wyatt,
Fugazi,
Joey Negro,
Heaven 17,
Simply Red,
Fela Kuti,
The Angels of Light,
Roxette,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Harry Pussy,
Intrusion,
Drexciya,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Grass Roots,
Essential Logic,
Mars,
Popol Vuh,
EPMD,
Section 25,
Camouflage,
Aural Exciters,
Metal Thangz,
Sugar Minott,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
T.S.O.L.,
Monks,
Organ,
Can,
Groovy Waters,
Massinfluence,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Negative Approach,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ultravox,
Angry Samoans,
Y Pants,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ice-T,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kerrie Biddell,
New Order,
Darondo,
Visage,
Wire,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Michelle Simonal,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Sisters of Mercy,
John Coltrane,
Severed Heads,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.