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 Burkina and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Joe Finger to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk 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?
Sex Pistols,
The Happenings,
DJ Style,
Lakeside,
Junior Murvin,
Dennis Brown,
Henry Cow,
Au Pairs,
48th St. Collective,
Al Stewart,
Terry Callier,
The Searchers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Model 500,
Depeche Mode,
Arab on Radar,
Malaria!,
Second Layer,
The Seeds,
The Cowsills,
Juan Atkins,
Icehouse,
Matthew Bourne,
Cymande,
Drexciya,
Slick Rick,
China Crisis,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mission of Burma,
Aswad,
The Motions,
Derrick Morgan,
Scan 7,
The Gladiators,
CMW,
Jeff Mills,
Basic Channel,
Magazine,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Flash Fearless,
Aloha Tigers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Motorama,
Wire,
Guru Guru,
Camberwell Now,
The Beau Brummels,
Half Japanese,
PIL,
Fear,
Avey Tare,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Gap Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Chrome,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soft Machine,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Minutemen,
The Misunderstood,
The Martian,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.