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 Kosovo and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 Lagos and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Move. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Dorothy Ashby,
Mars,
Underground Resistance,
Animal Collective,
Procol Harum,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Basic Channel,
Barbara Tucker,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Gun Club,
The Velvet Underground,
Television,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Boredoms,
The Offenders,
Adolescents,
Robert Görl,
Lakeside,
Supertramp,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Cramps,
Matthew Halsall,
The Birthday Party,
Don Cherry,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kenny Larkin,
Eden Ahbez,
Chris Corsano,
The Sound,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Blues Magoos,
Nils Olav,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bill Near,
The Fugs,
The Fortunes,
A Certain Ratio,
Public Image Ltd.,
Aswad,
Ice-T,
Groovy Waters,
Guru Guru,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Mr. Review,
David Axelrod,
The Neon Judgement,
Pulsallama,
Joe Smooth,
The Last Poets,
Neu!,
Essential Logic,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jimmy McGriff,
Terrestrial Tones,
These Immortal Souls,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.