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 Sri Lanka and from Toronto.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 Dark Day to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Banda Bassotti,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Real Kids,
Neil Young,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Dennis Brown,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bad Manners,
The Residents,
Skaos,
The Mojo Men,
Kerrie Biddell,
Silicon Teens,
The Kinks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Agent Orange,
Bush Tetras,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Moss Icon,
The Fuzztones,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sugar Minott,
Tres Demented,
The American Breed,
Junior Murvin,
Brass Construction,
The Wake,
The United States of America,
Sexual Harrassment,
Terry Callier,
Schoolly D,
Surgeon,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Buckinghams,
Depeche Mode,
Reuben Wilson,
Stereo Dub,
Donald Byrd,
The Angels of Light,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Five Americans,
The Fall,
The Evens,
Eddi Front,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tomorrow,
Boogie Down Productions,
Q and Not U,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Letta Mbulu,
Alison Limerick,
Minutemen,
David Axelrod,
Isaac Hayes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Shoche,
Crooked Eye,
Ponytail,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.