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 London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Michael McDonald 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the techno 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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Terrestrial Tones,
Suicide,
The Busters,
Archie Shepp,
Agent Orange,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Throbbing Gristle,
Warren Ellis,
The Neon Judgement,
Soulsonic Force,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jawbox,
Peter and Kerry,
Henry Cow,
Jimmy McGriff,
ABC,
Von Mondo,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Alarm Clocks,
Danielle Patucci,
Swell Maps,
Cecil Taylor,
Motorama,
Procol Harum,
The Smoke,
Janne Schatter,
Fela Kuti,
Scan 7,
Judy Mowatt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fugazi,
Man Eating Sloth,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Rotary Connection,
The Vogues,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lou Reed,
Lower 48,
Marc Almond,
Das Ding,
Kurtis Blow,
Dave Gahan,
John Lydon,
Crooked Eye,
Sex Pistols,
Roxy Music,
Faraquet,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ronnie Foster,
Delta 5,
Dead Boys,
Model 500,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Techniques,
Joe Smooth,
Electric Prunes,
Johnny Clarke,
Television,
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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.