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 Guinea-Bissau and from Bologna.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Yaz to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
Main Source,
Cluster,
Rosa Yemen,
Supertramp,
The Electric Prunes,
Tomorrow,
The Buckinghams,
Reuben Wilson,
Tommy Roe,
Max Romeo,
Easy Going,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Quadrant,
Radiohead,
The Slits,
Yellowson,
Y Pants,
Rapeman,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Walker Brothers,
the Human League,
AZ,
Lucky Dragons,
OOIOO,
Throbbing Gristle,
Nico,
Ornette Coleman,
The Move,
Patti Smith,
John Lydon,
Crash Course in Science,
Moss Icon,
Rakim,
Monks,
Average White Band,
Oneida,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Scan 7,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ultravox,
Black Sheep,
Chris & Cosey,
Radiopuhelimet,
Desert Stars,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dual Sessions,
Mars,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Remains,
Absolute Body Control,
The Doobie Brothers,
New Age Steppers,
Joensuu 1685,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Neon Judgement,
Clear Light,
Gang Starr,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
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.