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 Latvia and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 MDC to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Mars,
Kaleidoscope,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ronan,
Isaac Hayes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Connie Case,
Eli Mardock,
Skarface,
Can,
The Knickerbockers,
Youth Brigade,
Sam Rivers,
Camouflage,
Magazine,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
A Certain Ratio,
Moebius,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Blues Magoos,
World's Most,
Shuggie Otis,
Scan 7,
Chris & Cosey,
OOIOO,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Visage,
Q and Not U,
Suburban Knight,
Fugazi,
Fluxion,
Wolf Eyes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eric Dolphy,
Davy DMX,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Graham Central Station,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Hashim,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Offenders,
Cheater Slicks,
Byron Stingily,
Neil Young,
Boogie Down Productions,
June of 44,
Bang On A Can,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kerri Chandler,
Fat Boys,
The Mummies,
These Immortal Souls,
Sonny Sharrock,
Skaos,
Lindisfarne,
Country Teasers,
Alice Coltrane,
Funkadelic,
Gichy Dan,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.