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 Tanzania and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Johannesburg.
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 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scion,
Stereo Dub,
David McCallum,
Lakeside,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Doobie Brothers,
Deakin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Al Stewart,
Sällskapet,
World's Most,
The Associates,
the Association,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Tres Demented,
John Lydon,
Whodini,
Nik Kershaw,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Piero Umiliani,
U.S. Maple,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sugar Minott,
Ronnie Foster,
The Knickerbockers,
Kas Product,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Leaves,
The Evens,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Derrick May,
Ronan,
Thompson Twins,
Janne Schatter,
The Victims,
Bobby Sherman,
Ponytail,
Nick Fraelich,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Human League,
Warsaw,
Severed Heads,
Bauhaus,
The Zeros,
The Misunderstood,
LL Cool J,
Ultra Naté,
Swans,
Intrusion,
Sound Behaviour,
Prince Buster,
The Human League,
Delta 5,
Eric Dolphy,
Little Man,
Maurizio,
The Fire Engines,
The Golliwogs,
Leonard Cohen,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.