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 Greece and from Accra.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 theremin 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 Gap Band to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Altered Images record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Arthur Verocai,
The Divine Comedy,
Pulsallama,
Kayak,
Television,
Pole,
Das Ding,
John Cale,
Moebius,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Matthew Bourne,
the Human League,
ABBA,
Terrestrial Tones,
Silicon Teens,
The Human League,
Josef K,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lindisfarne,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Arcadia,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Little Man,
Trumans Water,
Leonard Cohen,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Residents,
Niagra,
Yaz,
Crooked Eye,
Technova,
Darondo,
E-Dancer,
Swans,
Pierre Henry,
Crime,
Massinfluence,
Unwound,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Zero Boys,
Half Japanese,
Adolescents,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Black Moon,
Dead Boys,
Todd Terry,
Skriet,
Scientists,
Underground Resistance,
Mars,
Subhumans,
Average White Band,
The Knickerbockers,
Todd Rundgren,
The Smiths,
Spandau Ballet,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Erykah Badu,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.