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 Canada and from Lyon.
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 Tokyo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Peter & Gordon to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tropical Tobacco record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sound Behaviour,
a-ha,
Monks,
Derrick Morgan,
Ultra Naté,
Neu!,
Quantec,
The Fortunes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sight & Sound,
Kool Moe Dee,
Newcleus,
Reagan Youth,
Bluetip,
The Standells,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bill Near,
Flash Fearless,
The Remains,
Robert Hood,
Trumans Water,
Piero Umiliani,
Janne Schatter,
Vainqueur,
Royal Trux,
Henry Cow,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sun City Girls,
John Lydon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Albert Ayler,
Black Moon,
Crash Course in Science,
Marvin Gaye,
Cybotron,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Juan Atkins,
Bauhaus,
Colin Newman,
Animal Collective,
The Sound,
Eurythmics,
The Toasters,
John Foxx,
Glambeats Corp.,
Hoover,
Index,
Kayak,
Chrome,
Marmalade,
Chris & Cosey,
Sandy B,
Grey Daturas,
Scan 7,
Gichy Dan,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Brass Construction,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Skriet, Skriet, Skriet, Skriet.
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.