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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 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 Soul Sonic Force to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Mars,
The Knickerbockers,
Underground Resistance,
Flipper,
World's Most,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The New Christs,
The Residents,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Swell Maps,
Absolute Body Control,
Soft Machine,
Arab on Radar,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gong,
Can,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Zapp,
Lou Reed,
Japan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Excepter,
The Misunderstood,
Robert Wyatt,
Marvin Gaye,
X-102,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ronnie Foster,
Slave,
Lou Christie,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sexual Harrassment,
Intrusion,
The Fire Engines,
Bluetip,
Motorama,
Delta 5,
The Golliwogs,
Deakin,
The Black Dice,
Jerry's Kids,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ornette Coleman,
The Martian,
Basic Channel,
Easy Going,
Danielle Patucci,
Jimmy McGriff,
Hardrive,
Smog,
Ultra Naté,
Brand Nubian,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Normal,
Popol Vuh,
Moebius,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Erasure,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.