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 New Zealand and from Paris.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Toni Rubio to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Peter and Kerry,
Warren Ellis,
Unrelated Segments,
Siglo XX,
Deakin,
Outsiders,
The Raincoats,
Joensuu 1685,
Bang On A Can,
Ornette Coleman,
Glenn Branca,
Derrick May,
The Young Rascals,
MC5,
Thompson Twins,
The Golliwogs,
Bill Wells,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ponytail,
Davy DMX,
Lyres,
X-101,
Ronan,
Reuben Wilson,
The Selecter,
8 Eyed Spy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Johnny Osbourne,
ABBA,
Sandy B,
Black Bananas,
Young Marble Giants,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Amazonics,
Letta Mbulu,
Laurel Aitken,
Aaron Thompson,
Rekid,
Matthew Bourne,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bad Manners,
Eve St. Jones,
Black Pus,
Cal Tjader,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Animal Collective,
The Fuzztones,
F. McDonald,
Zero Boys,
The Cure,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Monolake,
Carl Craig,
Oblivians,
MDC,
Camouflage,
Negative Approach,
Aloha Tigers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.