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 Guyana and from Cairo.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 harpsichord 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 Soft Machine to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
The Evens,
The Motions,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Urselle,
Charles Mingus,
Ronnie Foster,
Jawbox,
Duran Duran,
Half Japanese,
Black Moon,
Radio Birdman,
The Doors,
Thee Headcoats,
Trumans Water,
Gil Scott Heron,
Blake Baxter,
Marmalade,
John Coltrane,
Magma,
Letta Mbulu,
Essential Logic,
Depeche Mode,
Porter Ricks,
Brick,
Saccharine Trust,
Arcadia,
Goldenarms,
Sällskapet,
Yellowson,
Sonic Youth,
MDC,
Oblivians,
The Real Kids,
Youth Brigade,
Wally Richardson,
Scott Walker,
JFA,
Carl Craig,
Pole,
Little Man,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Steve Hackett,
Simply Red,
Tomorrow,
Unrelated Segments,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sun Ra,
Eve St. Jones,
Marvin Gaye,
Pantaleimon,
The Dead C,
Make Up,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Reagan Youth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The American Breed,
kango's stein massive,
Kurtis Blow,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.