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 Russia and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Donald Fagen 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 Little Man to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Byron Stingily,
The Vogues,
Boogie Down Productions,
Negative Approach,
The Blackbyrds,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lou Christie,
The Martian,
Ice-T,
The Slackers,
The Monks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Terry Callier,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Todd Terry,
Agitation Free,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Erykah Badu,
Rod Modell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lower 48,
Organ,
The Toasters,
Minor Threat,
The Gun Club,
Babytalk,
Ohio Players,
Fat Boys,
Sexual Harrassment,
Supertramp,
Bob Dylan,
H. Thieme,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
China Crisis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Isaac Hayes,
Average White Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Young Marble Giants,
Technova,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Move,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ultimate Spinach,
D'Angelo,
FM Einheit,
The Saints,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Pretty Things,
Wally Richardson,
Make Up,
Reagan Youth,
Au Pairs,
Peter & Gordon,
Scratch Acid,
Ultravox,
The Smiths,
Franke,
Letta Mbulu,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.