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 Grenada and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 808 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 Stereo Dub to the rock 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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minnie Riperton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Hardrive,
Khruangbin,
Easy Going,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Isaac Hayes,
Country Teasers,
Maurizio,
Adolescents,
Vainqueur,
The Evens,
Erasure,
Duran Duran,
Surgeon,
Nirvana,
Soulsonic Force,
Gastr Del Sol,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pharoah Sanders,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Electric Prunes,
Henry Cow,
Section 25,
Camouflage,
Ultra Naté,
The Star Department,
Maleditus Sound,
Jawbox,
Scion,
Kevin Saunderson,
Quando Quango,
Bobby Sherman,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Vladislav Delay,
Cheater Slicks,
Blossom Toes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Crispy Ambulance,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Selecter,
The Moody Blues,
Nik Kershaw,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
In Retrospect,
Make Up,
Oblivians,
Accadde A,
Skriet,
Don Cherry,
Scratch Acid,
A Certain Ratio,
Groovy Waters,
The Seeds,
The Vogues,
The Grass Roots,
Moebius,
Model 500,
48th St. Collective,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.