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 Cambodia and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Doobie Brothers to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Max Romeo,
Erasure,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fugs,
Sandy B,
Cheater Slicks,
Hashim,
Johnny Clarke,
Black Flag,
The Knickerbockers,
Amazonics,
Los Fastidios,
Gil Scott Heron,
Oneida,
Loose Ends,
B.T. Express,
Piero Umiliani,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
David Axelrod,
Desert Stars,
DJ Sneak,
Blake Baxter,
Pharoah Sanders,
Monolake,
Animal Collective,
Pylon,
F. McDonald,
Lou Christie,
Unrelated Segments,
Agent Orange,
Easy Going,
Eric Dolphy,
Sex Pistols,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nirvana,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Panda Bear,
H. Thieme,
New Order,
Supertramp,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Hardrive,
Siglo XX,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Crime,
Drexciya,
Groovy Waters,
The Searchers,
Scan 7,
Vainqueur,
Angry Samoans,
Excepter,
The Litter,
Pussy Galore,
Yaz,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lebanon Hanover,
Average White Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Chris & Cosey,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.