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 El Salvador and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mexico City.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Piero Umiliani to the disco 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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
The New Christs,
Fat Boys,
Eric Copeland,
Stereo Dub,
Shoche,
Kas Product,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
X-Ray Spex,
Excepter,
The Divine Comedy,
Black Sheep,
Hashim,
Brick,
Camberwell Now,
Sparks,
New York Dolls,
New Order,
Japan,
Kenny Larkin,
Cheater Slicks,
Jawbox,
Alphaville,
Andrew Hill,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Avey Tare,
Moss Icon,
Ten City,
MC5,
AZ,
The Slackers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pet Shop Boys,
John Cale,
Laurel Aitken,
Soul II Soul,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Yaz,
The Seeds,
Lalann,
Grauzone,
CMW,
48th St. Collective,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Roxette,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rufus Thomas,
8 Eyed Spy,
La Düsseldorf,
Joensuu 1685,
The Martian,
Ultra Naté,
Hoover,
Boz Scaggs,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Maleditus Sound,
Stockholm Monsters,
Big Daddy Kane,
Babytalk,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.