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 Estonia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Radiohead to the techno 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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station 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 marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
The Busters,
Cybotron,
Pulsallama,
Marvin Gaye,
The Doors,
Hardrive,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Thompson Twins,
The Raincoats,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Beau Brummels,
In Retrospect,
Johnny Clarke,
MDC,
The Knickerbockers,
KRS-One,
Babytalk,
Chris & Cosey,
Shoche,
The Electric Prunes,
Bang On A Can,
Bluetip,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Glenn Branca,
The Human League,
the Human League,
Average White Band,
Minny Pops,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Crash Course in Science,
B.T. Express,
Groovy Waters,
Sex Pistols,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Matthew Bourne,
cv313,
Make Up,
Donny Hathaway,
Maurizio,
Nils Olav,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lee Hazlewood,
Susan Cadogan,
Stockholm Monsters,
Agitation Free,
Tomorrow,
Rosa Yemen,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Letta Mbulu,
Adolescents,
The New Christs,
Rakim,
Black Moon,
The Saints,
Quantec,
John Lydon,
Nick Fraelich,
Aswad,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.