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 Nepal and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Whodini to the rock 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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Depeche Mode,
The Stooges,
The Fortunes,
Flash Fearless,
Jeff Lynne,
Maleditus Sound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Barry Ungar,
Kenny Larkin,
Babytalk,
Man Eating Sloth,
Newcleus,
Judy Mowatt,
Gerry Rafferty,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Section 25,
Bad Manners,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Grey Daturas,
Lebanon Hanover,
Albert Ayler,
Black Flag,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sugar Minott,
Lightning Bolt,
Tommy Roe,
Excepter,
Minutemen,
Rod Modell,
Alice Coltrane,
Morten Harket,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Main Source,
Ten City,
Altered Images,
The Knickerbockers,
The Busters,
Pole,
Fatback Band,
Camberwell Now,
L. Decosne,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ultimate Spinach,
Model 500,
The Modern Lovers,
R.M.O.,
Rufus Thomas,
Donny Hathaway,
Alphaville,
Tubeway Army,
Anakelly,
Pierre Henry,
Chrome,
Sparks,
Scratch Acid,
Malaria!,
Althea and Donna,
Mars,
Circle Jerks,
Deadbeat,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.