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 Ivory Coast and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Lalann to the dance 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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Lindisfarne,
Fatback Band,
Bill Near,
Deepchord,
Public Enemy,
The Fugs,
The Cure,
Joe Smooth,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Durutti Column,
Joe Finger,
U.S. Maple,
Radiohead,
Rotary Connection,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Monolake,
Procol Harum,
Minor Threat,
Quantec,
The Invisible,
The Move,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Pop Group,
Groovy Waters,
Banda Bassotti,
Patti Smith,
Barclay James Harvest,
Hashim,
Crooked Eye,
Sonny Sharrock,
Malaria!,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Au Pairs,
The Angels of Light,
Henry Cow,
Nik Kershaw,
Danielle Patucci,
Hardrive,
The Searchers,
Gang Green,
The Flesh Eaters,
A Certain Ratio,
Grauzone,
Harmonia,
Moby Grape,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Audionom,
Symarip,
The Gun Club,
Dave Gahan,
Reuben Wilson,
Lou Reed,
Mr. Review,
Bobby Sherman,
These Immortal Souls,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Walker Brothers,
Minutemen,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.