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 Armenia 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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin 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 Thee Headcoats to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra 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 chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Johnny Osbourne,
Amon Düül II,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fluxion,
Boz Scaggs,
Patti Smith,
Tom Boy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
June of 44,
The Black Dice,
The Searchers,
Main Source,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Vogues,
This Heat,
Dead Boys,
Nico,
Marcia Griffiths,
Prince Buster,
Lower 48,
Metal Thangz,
Crime,
Steve Hackett,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Smiths,
Sixth Finger,
Lightning Bolt,
T. Rex,
Bobby Sherman,
Can,
Spoonie Gee,
The Moleskins,
Vladislav Delay,
Negative Approach,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Alton Ellis,
PIL,
Althea and Donna,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Q and Not U,
John Holt,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mandrill,
Simply Red,
UT,
Lakeside,
Second Layer,
Marshall Jefferson,
Youth Brigade,
The Beau Brummels,
Brothers Johnson,
Skarface,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gang Green,
The Stooges,
Supertramp,
Sonny Sharrock,
New Age Steppers,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.