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 Sweden and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Erasure to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Harry Pussy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Supertramp,
The Mummies,
Bootsy Collins,
Niagra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Neon Judgement,
Chrome,
Ice-T,
Deadbeat,
Michelle Simonal,
Girls At Our Best!,
ABBA,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Faust,
Johnny Clarke,
Sound Behaviour,
Steve Hackett,
Minny Pops,
Youth Brigade,
Second Layer,
The Fall,
Chris & Cosey,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sugar Minott,
Metal Thangz,
Junior Murvin,
Buzzcocks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Black Moon,
Black Flag,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Technova,
Piero Umiliani,
Susan Cadogan,
Intrusion,
Schoolly D,
Urselle,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tom Boy,
Monolake,
Danielle Patucci,
Sällskapet,
Dennis Brown,
Essential Logic,
Japan,
Dual Sessions,
Bauhaus,
Minutemen,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lebanon Hanover,
Audionom,
Sister Nancy,
The Saints,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
L. Decosne,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Nils Olav,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.