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 Romania and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Wire,
Excepter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Sound,
Jacques Brel,
Metal Thangz,
Mantronix,
ABBA,
Hoover,
Nirvana,
Piero Umiliani,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Joey Negro,
Thee Headcoats,
Vainqueur,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Pop Group,
These Immortal Souls,
Monolake,
Chris & Cosey,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
John Coltrane,
The Knickerbockers,
Prince Buster,
Gang of Four,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Happenings,
AZ,
Reuben Wilson,
Ronan,
Skaos,
Big Daddy Kane,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
One Last Wish,
Traffic Nightmare,
Andrew Hill,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Yazoo,
Magma,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Malaria!,
Michelle Simonal,
The Gap Band,
Los Fastidios,
Rufus Thomas,
Aloha Tigers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ice-T,
New Order,
Neil Young,
Eli Mardock,
Kurtis Blow,
Surgeon,
Moebius,
Bill Near,
Deadbeat,
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.