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 Colombia and from Madrid.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 CMW to the disco 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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Procol Harum,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
FM Einheit,
Flash Fearless,
The Searchers,
The Durutti Column,
The Shadows of Knight,
Reuben Wilson,
Theoretical Girls,
Funkadelic,
Gichy Dan,
Deepchord,
Marc Almond,
X-Ray Spex,
Minnie Riperton,
kango's stein massive,
Dave Gahan,
Echospace,
The Alarm Clocks,
Susan Cadogan,
Sun Ra,
Terry Callier,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Second Layer,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Skriet,
Jesper Dahlback,
New Order,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Zero Boys,
Lakeside,
the Fania All-Stars,
Audionom,
The American Breed,
The Young Rascals,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lindisfarne,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eve St. Jones,
Circle Jerks,
AZ,
Electric Prunes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ronnie Foster,
Fear,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mars,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Gun Club,
Jacques Brel,
The Cure,
Mark Hollis,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
David McCallum,
Pole,
Icehouse,
Darondo,
The Zeros,
The Music Machine,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.