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 Congo and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 organ 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 Minutemen to the grunge 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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Arthur Verocai,
Zero Boys,
Roxette,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Deakin,
Con Funk Shun,
Hasil Adkins,
Godley & Creme,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Intrusion,
Lyres,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Count Five,
Silicon Teens,
Cameo,
The Standells,
Slave,
La Düsseldorf,
The Cowsills,
Donny Hathaway,
kango's stein massive,
Talk Talk,
Suburban Knight,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
DNA,
Eddi Front,
Amon Düül II,
Mandrill,
the Human League,
Ituana,
The Stooges,
Judy Mowatt,
Delta 5,
Rhythm & Sound,
Desert Stars,
Quantec,
The Black Dice,
K-Klass,
Bang On A Can,
Radiohead,
Schoolly D,
Organ,
Panda Bear,
Agent Orange,
This Heat,
Arab on Radar,
Loose Ends,
Radiopuhelimet,
Funky Four + One,
Charles Mingus,
Erykah Badu,
The Misunderstood,
F. McDonald,
Youth Brigade,
Stereo Dub,
Zapp,
JFA,
Excepter,
Sandy B,
Echospace,
Prince Buster,
The Saints,
Massinfluence,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.