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 Cuba and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Alphaville to the grime 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 The Trojans. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gladiators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
The Doors,
Matthew Halsall,
Brass Construction,
Piero Umiliani,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sight & Sound,
Dave Gahan,
Lightning Bolt,
Terrestrial Tones,
Swell Maps,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Amon Düül II,
Dead Boys,
Q and Not U,
Laurel Aitken,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Residents,
Wally Richardson,
Avey Tare,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Fugs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Neon Judgement,
Toni Rubio,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Deakin,
Wasted Youth,
Marcia Griffiths,
A Certain Ratio,
Chris Corsano,
Black Bananas,
Gil Scott Heron,
Barrington Levy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
E-Dancer,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Radiohead,
China Crisis,
The Birthday Party,
Easy Going,
Lou Christie,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Slackers,
Tom Boy,
Rekid,
The Dead C,
Dawn Penn,
Little Man,
Don Cherry,
Jeff Mills,
Peter and Kerry,
Arcadia,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eden Ahbez,
Boogie Down Productions,
Absolute Body Control,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bootsy Collins,
The Real Kids,
Scion,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.