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 Bulgaria and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Motions to the grime 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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Sound Behaviour,
Bobby Womack,
Unrelated Segments,
The Black Dice,
New Age Steppers,
Mark Hollis,
Clear Light,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
New Order,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Heaven 17,
The Happenings,
K-Klass,
Pylon,
The Music Machine,
Pantytec,
Soul Sonic Force,
Judy Mowatt,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
FM Einheit,
Hasil Adkins,
Todd Terry,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lakeside,
Supertramp,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Susan Cadogan,
Aaron Thompson,
Brand Nubian,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Urselle,
the Association,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Little Man,
Lower 48,
Curtis Mayfield,
David Axelrod,
The Neon Judgement,
Hashim,
Second Layer,
Make Up,
DNA,
Metal Thangz,
Spoonie Gee,
Banda Bassotti,
Negative Approach,
Delta 5,
Visage,
Mandrill,
ABBA,
Neu!,
Newcleus,
Alice Coltrane,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Cymande,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.