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 Portugal and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Y Pants to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
DJ Sneak,
Rod Modell,
Jacob Miller,
Johnny Clarke,
China Crisis,
Alice Coltrane,
Rotary Connection,
Dual Sessions,
Skaos,
Al Stewart,
Warren Ellis,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gichy Dan,
Depeche Mode,
Camouflage,
Pylon,
Nick Fraelich,
Drive Like Jehu,
OOIOO,
Cal Tjader,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jeru the Damaja,
Zapp,
The Saints,
Nirvana,
These Immortal Souls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Trojans,
F. McDonald,
Soft Cell,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Flash Fearless,
Groovy Waters,
the Swans,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kayak,
The Monochrome Set,
Nik Kershaw,
Prince Buster,
The Fuzztones,
Mission of Burma,
Sun City Girls,
Roy Ayers,
Scion,
UT,
Newcleus,
Charles Mingus,
48th St. Collective,
The Searchers,
Basic Channel,
Parry Music,
Chris & Cosey,
Reuben Wilson,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dave Gahan,
Neil Young,
Terrestrial Tones,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.