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 Libya and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin 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 Blake Baxter 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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
10cc,
The Seeds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Altered Images,
Scion,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Joe Smooth,
Sun Ra,
Pylon,
Pulsallama,
Avey Tare,
Zero Boys,
Pagans,
The United States of America,
Wally Richardson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Nils Olav,
The Grass Roots,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Rekid,
Metal Thangz,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Audionom,
David McCallum,
Mandrill,
Skaos,
Subhumans,
James White and The Blacks,
Ornette Coleman,
Underground Resistance,
Malaria!,
New York Dolls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Angry Samoans,
Franke,
Little Man,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mr. Review,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Cramps,
Suburban Knight,
Josef K,
David Bowie,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Morten Harket,
The Invisible,
Rapeman,
JFA,
Matthew Bourne,
Toni Rubio,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Modern Lovers,
Minor Threat,
Ultravox,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.