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 Serbia and from Winnipeg.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 808 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 Monks to the dance 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 The Neon Judgement. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
10cc,
Camberwell Now,
Joensuu 1685,
The Saints,
Clear Light,
Suburban Knight,
Donald Byrd,
Agent Orange,
K-Klass,
Lou Reed,
AZ,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jerry's Kids,
Fad Gadget,
the Normal,
New Order,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Fall,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Dave Gahan,
Camouflage,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Beau Brummels,
Derrick Morgan,
Nick Fraelich,
John Cale,
Freddie Wadling,
The Cure,
Ken Boothe,
Kenny Larkin,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
8 Eyed Spy,
T. Rex,
Maurizio,
Althea and Donna,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Matthew Bourne,
Television Personalities,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Technova,
Black Flag,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sam Rivers,
Scientists,
Popol Vuh,
Alton Ellis,
Ultra Naté,
The Standells,
Zapp,
Ossler,
Al Stewart,
Sun City Girls,
Delta 5,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Absolute Body Control,
The Seeds,
Suicide,
Saccharine Trust,
The Misunderstood,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.