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 Ukraine and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 marimba 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a PIL record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Donald Byrd,
Neu!,
Dual Sessions,
The Invisible,
X-Ray Spex,
Jawbox,
Tubeway Army,
Black Pus,
The Gories,
Jeff Lynne,
Rites of Spring,
Nas,
Ronan,
Minutemen,
Funky Four + One,
David McCallum,
Quadrant,
The Moleskins,
Goldenarms,
Maleditus Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Zeros,
Eric Copeland,
Massinfluence,
Junior Murvin,
Connie Case,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Agitation Free,
Quantec,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Intrusion,
Unwound,
Heaven 17,
Dawn Penn,
Aaron Thompson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Reagan Youth,
Fugazi,
Amon Düül II,
Cybotron,
The Evens,
Khruangbin,
Crispy Ambulance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fall,
Chrome,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Oneida,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cameo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
David Bowie,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Zapp,
Depeche Mode,
Toni Rubio,
Godley & Creme,
Monolake,
Pole, Pole, Pole, Pole.
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.