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 Russia and from Bologna.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the grunge 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crime record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Delta 5,
Talk Talk,
Lindisfarne,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Todd Rundgren,
Erykah Badu,
Depeche Mode,
Saccharine Trust,
Altered Images,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fugazi,
Barry Ungar,
Rufus Thomas,
Bobby Womack,
Black Flag,
Gang Green,
the Germs,
Unwound,
Boz Scaggs,
Hashim,
CMW,
Donny Hathaway,
Thee Headcoats,
Yaz,
Blancmange,
The Doors,
Hasil Adkins,
PIL,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Tremeloes,
Althea and Donna,
Massinfluence,
Ossler,
ABBA,
The Gun Club,
The Misunderstood,
Dawn Penn,
Country Teasers,
The Fire Engines,
The Doobie Brothers,
Interpol,
Scientists,
Severed Heads,
Joy Division,
Andrew Hill,
48th St. Collective,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ornette Coleman,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sixth Finger,
Stetsasonic,
Bronski Beat,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
X-101,
Rosa Yemen,
X-Ray Spex,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Hardrive,
Cybotron,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Monks,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.