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 Brunei and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 oboe 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 Wally Richardson to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thee Headcoats,
10cc,
The Blackbyrds,
Guru Guru,
The Monochrome Set,
Brothers Johnson,
Jawbox,
Zapp,
FM Einheit,
Iggy Pop,
LL Cool J,
Stetsasonic,
Hasil Adkins,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Camouflage,
Blancmange,
Royal Trux,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Young Rascals,
Soulsonic Force,
Ponytail,
Monks,
Zero Boys,
Laurel Aitken,
Black Sheep,
Eddi Front,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gang Green,
Lucky Dragons,
Glenn Branca,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Soft Machine,
Godley & Creme,
June of 44,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Flipper,
Crash Course in Science,
Nik Kershaw,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Seeds,
Country Teasers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Popol Vuh,
Tom Boy,
Ohio Players,
Quando Quango,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Deepchord,
Eurythmics,
Black Pus,
Derrick May,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Walker Brothers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Robert Görl,
Aswad,
John Lydon,
Sonny Sharrock,
Leonard Cohen,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.