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 Norway and from Columbus.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark 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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Guru Guru,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lightning Bolt,
Faust,
Avey Tare,
Metal Thangz,
Neil Young,
Minor Threat,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Smoke,
Donny Hathaway,
Wasted Youth,
Eyeless In Gaza,
David McCallum,
Rotary Connection,
Skarface,
Marmalade,
Lower 48,
Hoover,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nils Olav,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Max Romeo,
Pet Shop Boys,
Big Daddy Kane,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Minutemen,
Make Up,
Derrick May,
Marvin Gaye,
Barclay James Harvest,
Brick,
Glenn Branca,
Reagan Youth,
Scrapy,
Delta 5,
Kevin Saunderson,
Yusef Lateef,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pharoah Sanders,
One Last Wish,
Absolute Body Control,
Prince Buster,
Royal Trux,
The Velvet Underground,
The Tremeloes,
the Germs,
Ossler,
Adolescents,
The Fire Engines,
Scott Walker,
Easy Going,
Vladislav Delay,
Visage,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Mojo Men,
X-101,
DNA,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.