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 the UAE and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin 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 Soft Machine to the techno 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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Isaac Hayes,
The Names,
Dave Gahan,
Moebius,
Absolute Body Control,
Susan Cadogan,
Scrapy,
The Monochrome Set,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Television Personalities,
X-Ray Spex,
ABC,
The Dave Clark Five,
Brand Nubian,
Echospace,
Radiopuhelimet,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Youth Brigade,
Public Enemy,
Brass Construction,
The Dead C,
Marshall Jefferson,
Frankie Knuckles,
Procol Harum,
Cheater Slicks,
The Human League,
Kenny Larkin,
Max Romeo,
The Sound,
Vainqueur,
Ultra Naté,
Cameo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nas,
Mr. Review,
Wasted Youth,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dual Sessions,
Alphaville,
The Litter,
Sällskapet,
Marc Almond,
Franke,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pussy Galore,
Yusef Lateef,
Piero Umiliani,
The Smiths,
Yaz,
Bad Manners,
The Leaves,
The Gladiators,
Tubeway Army,
Fluxion,
Hardrive,
Moss Icon,
Jandek,
Rites of Spring,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.