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 Cameroon and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Gregory Isaacs to the dance 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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Donald Byrd,
The Techniques,
Royal Trux,
Negative Approach,
Sunsets and Hearts,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jacques Brel,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
John Holt,
New Age Steppers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
New York Dolls,
Lower 48,
Yellowson,
Clear Light,
Harpers Bizarre,
a-ha,
Anthony Braxton,
Ken Boothe,
X-Ray Spex,
Ossler,
Adolescents,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ronan,
Swans,
Make Up,
The Kinks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sister Nancy,
Au Pairs,
Quando Quango,
The Tremeloes,
Intrusion,
Iggy Pop,
The Index,
Blancmange,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Grass Roots,
Amazonics,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Cure,
The Slackers,
The Standells,
Amon Düül II,
The Invisible,
The Real Kids,
MDC,
Sandy B,
Underground Resistance,
Nik Kershaw,
Technova,
Chris Corsano,
Cal Tjader,
John Cale,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sonny Sharrock,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Human League,
Delta 5,
Janne Schatter,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith.
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.