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 Burkina and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Tommy Roe to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Divine Comedy,
Kerri Chandler,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Zero Boys,
Pharoah Sanders,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sonny Sharrock,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Cluster,
The Tremeloes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Dennis Brown,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dark Day,
Eli Mardock,
The Cowsills,
Amon Düül,
Quando Quango,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Colin Newman,
Amazonics,
Unwound,
Reagan Youth,
Wolf Eyes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Soul II Soul,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lucky Dragons,
Gregory Isaacs,
Basic Channel,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Doors,
Robert Hood,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eddi Front,
Mad Mike,
Soft Machine,
Josef K,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Fortunes,
E-Dancer,
Freddie Wadling,
OOIOO,
John Holt,
Ultravox,
Rapeman,
Inner City,
cv313,
Bill Wells,
Janne Schatter,
Roxette,
The Real Kids,
Magma,
Oblivians,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.