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 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Television Personalities to the jazz 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 Man Eating Sloth. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Ultra Naté,
Sonny Sharrock,
cv313,
Freddie Wadling,
Aural Exciters,
Cymande,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Tremeloes,
Marshall Jefferson,
MC5,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Boredoms,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Funkadelic,
Pantytec,
Little Man,
Lou Reed,
Agent Orange,
The Evens,
Anakelly,
Steve Hackett,
The Smiths,
Joe Finger,
Gabor Szabo,
Erasure,
Dave Gahan,
Rites of Spring,
Joensuu 1685,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ice-T,
Eden Ahbez,
Mary Jane Girls,
Television Personalities,
The Young Rascals,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Electric Prunes,
Alison Limerick,
Lakeside,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Tomorrow,
Jacob Miller,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Flash Fearless,
Section 25,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Q65,
The Busters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Brick,
T. Rex,
Junior Murvin,
T.S.O.L.,
Lyres,
Alphaville,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sun City Girls,
Matthew Halsall,
The Gories,
Sun Ra,
Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders.
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.