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 Poland and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum 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 Dave Gahan to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Beasts of Bourbon,
Underground Resistance,
The Trojans,
Zero Boys,
Wally Richardson,
Chris & Cosey,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Can,
10cc,
Todd Terry,
Jacques Brel,
Depeche Mode,
The Dirtbombs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Vladislav Delay,
Lightning Bolt,
Black Moon,
The Move,
DNA,
UT,
Quando Quango,
Donald Byrd,
Pantaleimon,
Mark Hollis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Spandau Ballet,
Malaria!,
Vainqueur,
Isaac Hayes,
Schoolly D,
CMW,
Adolescents,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sight & Sound,
Nico,
The Human League,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Gun Club,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Excepter,
Tomorrow,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Wasted Youth,
Boogie Down Productions,
Frankie Knuckles,
Soulsonic Force,
Tim Buckley,
Eddi Front,
kango's stein massive,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Deadbeat,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Yaz,
Agent Orange,
Marc Almond,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scrapy,
Masters at Work,
The Mighty Diamonds,
New Order,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.