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 Mexico and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Radiopuhelimet to the dance 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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Porter Ricks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marvin Gaye,
Rod Modell,
Piero Umiliani,
Parry Music,
Agitation Free,
Fad Gadget,
Joyce Sims,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
KRS-One,
The Barracudas,
Mission of Burma,
Neu!,
The Standells,
Talk Talk,
Mad Mike,
OOIOO,
Hot Snakes,
kango's stein massive,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Wake,
Joensuu 1685,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Josef K,
Spoonie Gee,
Ralphi Rosario,
Trumans Water,
The Vogues,
Adolescents,
Bush Tetras,
Bootsy Collins,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Danielle Patucci,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Residents,
Marc Almond,
Joy Division,
Royal Trux,
The Last Poets,
Ronan,
Sight & Sound,
Mr. Review,
Traffic Nightmare,
Half Japanese,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jesper Dahlback,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Arab on Radar,
Nas,
cv313,
Maleditus Sound,
Don Cherry,
Bobby Sherman,
Oneida,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Aswad,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Pop Group,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.