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 Antigua and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Nation of Ulysses to the punk 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Echospace,
Byron Stingily,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Colin Newman,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Alison Limerick,
The Young Rascals,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Crash Course in Science,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Outsiders,
Second Layer,
Cymande,
Donny Hathaway,
Rufus Thomas,
Depeche Mode,
Delta 5,
Liliput,
Essential Logic,
Juan Atkins,
Niagra,
D'Angelo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aloha Tigers,
Loose Ends,
Skriet,
Susan Cadogan,
Cecil Taylor,
The Residents,
Angry Samoans,
Groovy Waters,
Harmonia,
Television,
Jeff Lynne,
Roxy Music,
Laurel Aitken,
Todd Rundgren,
Main Source,
Public Enemy,
the Sonics,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Deakin,
John Foxx,
Marmalade,
Popol Vuh,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rotary Connection,
Pylon,
Zapp,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Half Japanese,
The Raincoats,
Hoover,
Tears for Fears,
Dave Gahan,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.