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 Thailand and from Woodstock.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Delta 5 to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Harpers Bizarre,
Funkadelic,
Swans,
Magma,
The Leaves,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
One Last Wish,
Blake Baxter,
The Moody Blues,
The Remains,
Youth Brigade,
China Crisis,
World's Most,
Hashim,
LL Cool J,
The Monks,
Joensuu 1685,
Peter & Gordon,
Cybotron,
Don Cherry,
Television,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Fluxion,
Maleditus Sound,
Scratch Acid,
the Association,
Amon Düül,
Althea and Donna,
Traffic Nightmare,
Fugazi,
Ronan,
Average White Band,
Minnie Riperton,
Zapp,
Urselle,
Can,
Lungfish,
Henry Cow,
Soft Machine,
Metal Thangz,
Duran Duran,
Talk Talk,
Technova,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bizarre Inc.,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Nation of Ulysses,
Monks,
Matthew Bourne,
Godley & Creme,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Techniques,
Pulsallama,
Vladislav Delay,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sexual Harrassment,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.