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 Algeria and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Von Mondo to the crunk 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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Gichy Dan,
Au Pairs,
Black Moon,
Warren Ellis,
Cybotron,
The Music Machine,
Mantronix,
The Moleskins,
Avey Tare,
Jawbox,
Al Stewart,
Joensuu 1685,
Quando Quango,
Ponytail,
Spoonie Gee,
Girls At Our Best!,
Motorama,
Ultimate Spinach,
Glenn Branca,
Nils Olav,
Gang Starr,
Todd Terry,
The Zeros,
Easy Going,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Niagra,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tomorrow,
Crispian St. Peters,
Livin' Joy,
Davy DMX,
Desert Stars,
Lou Reed,
Alice Coltrane,
Todd Rundgren,
The J.B.'s,
Television,
Eddi Front,
The Evens,
Panda Bear,
UT,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Human League,
Marcia Griffiths,
H. Thieme,
Aural Exciters,
Graham Central Station,
The Stooges,
John Foxx,
Neu!,
Idris Muhammad,
Howard Jones,
Delta 5,
Amon Düül II,
World's Most,
The Sonics,
The Neon Judgement,
Spandau Ballet,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.