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 Bahamas and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 oboe 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 Sandy B to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Soul II Soul,
Crime,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Swans,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Fuzztones,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Saints,
Crispian St. Peters,
Massinfluence,
David McCallum,
Sonic Youth,
Ultravox,
Wire,
Steve Hackett,
Gregory Isaacs,
Derrick Morgan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sound Behaviour,
Con Funk Shun,
Half Japanese,
Dead Boys,
Young Marble Giants,
The Neon Judgement,
Blake Baxter,
Magazine,
Anakelly,
Metal Thangz,
Lucky Dragons,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sister Nancy,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Grass Roots,
Albert Ayler,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Zeros,
Stiv Bators,
CMW,
Bobby Womack,
The Names,
Dave Gahan,
Minor Threat,
AZ,
The Trojans,
Dual Sessions,
Bobbi Humphrey,
EPMD,
La Düsseldorf,
Vainqueur,
John Coltrane,
Letta Mbulu,
Iggy Pop,
T.S.O.L.,
Suburban Knight,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Liliput,
Leonard Cohen,
Unwound,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.