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 Turkmenistan and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 linndrum 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 David McCallum to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Charles Mingus,
L. Decosne,
Little Man,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
John Coltrane,
Gang of Four,
Sparks,
D'Angelo,
Derrick May,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Alison Limerick,
Technova,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Deepchord,
DNA,
Panda Bear,
Sight & Sound,
Thompson Twins,
Von Mondo,
In Retrospect,
AZ,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Soul II Soul,
The Dead C,
Pulsallama,
Joyce Sims,
Dark Day,
Porter Ricks,
The Pretty Things,
MDC,
Metal Thangz,
Altered Images,
Ultra Naté,
Kenny Larkin,
JFA,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Slave,
Aural Exciters,
Crash Course in Science,
Trumans Water,
Don Cherry,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Procol Harum,
Public Enemy,
Althea and Donna,
Morten Harket,
Brass Construction,
The Neon Judgement,
The Walker Brothers,
Godley & Creme,
Donny Hathaway,
World's Most,
Ludus,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dennis Brown,
Cheater Slicks,
Essential Logic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lakeside,
Tres Demented,
the Human League,
Amon Düül,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.