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 Chile and from Milan.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sad Lovers and Giants to the dance 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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
The Cure,
Siglo XX,
Nils Olav,
Parry Music,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Oneida,
The Cowsills,
Banda Bassotti,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ultimate Spinach,
Anthony Braxton,
Popol Vuh,
Funky Four + One,
Bob Dylan,
The Birthday Party,
Subhumans,
Ohio Players,
Howard Jones,
Byron Stingily,
Alison Limerick,
Aural Exciters,
The Mummies,
Agent Orange,
The Last Poets,
Black Sheep,
The Barracudas,
The Litter,
The Walker Brothers,
Guru Guru,
The Toasters,
Monolake,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Moleskins,
Urselle,
The Monks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rites of Spring,
Peter & Gordon,
Lalo Schifrin,
Animal Collective,
Jandek,
Malaria!,
A Flock of Seagulls,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Associates,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eden Ahbez,
Scrapy,
Stereo Dub,
Metal Thangz,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Fugs,
Buzzcocks,
Sandy B,
Lindisfarne,
In Retrospect,
Nik Kershaw,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.