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 Maldives and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and London.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Metal Thangz to the grime 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 The Saints. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
Thompson Twins,
World's Most,
Nico,
B.T. Express,
The Star Department,
Avey Tare,
Matthew Bourne,
Throbbing Gristle,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The United States of America,
The Mojo Men,
The Offenders,
Bill Wells,
Stockholm Monsters,
Oblivians,
Public Image Ltd.,
Todd Terry,
DNA,
Unwound,
Procol Harum,
Joyce Sims,
Sarah Menescal,
Icehouse,
Susan Cadogan,
Sixth Finger,
Section 25,
Goldenarms,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Moon,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Searchers,
Blancmange,
Carl Craig,
LL Cool J,
Sunsets and Hearts,
DJ Sneak,
Moebius,
Depeche Mode,
The Velvet Underground,
Urselle,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nils Olav,
Rotary Connection,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ten City,
the Soft Cell,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gabor Szabo,
Second Layer,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Anthony Braxton,
Sällskapet,
Lower 48,
Silicon Teens,
Nik Kershaw,
Archie Shepp,
John Holt,
Scan 7,
Popol Vuh,
Fela Kuti,
K-Klass,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.