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 Yemen and from Shanghai.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 harpsichord 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the electroclash 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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kurtis Blow,
Suicide,
Unrelated Segments,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
H. Thieme,
Tim Buckley,
Minny Pops,
Al Stewart,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Anakelly,
Warren Ellis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Outsiders,
Moby Grape,
Andrew Hill,
Black Sheep,
The Martian,
Swell Maps,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pole,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Matthew Halsall,
Michelle Simonal,
ABBA,
The Kinks,
Lakeside,
Spandau Ballet,
Hoover,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Porter Ricks,
Ossler,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Reagan Youth,
Jacob Miller,
Sixth Finger,
Tomorrow,
B.T. Express,
Inner City,
Derrick Morgan,
Terry Callier,
Johnny Clarke,
Television,
The Techniques,
Fear,
The Moleskins,
Make Up,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Althea and Donna,
Wally Richardson,
The Gun Club,
Nils Olav,
The Wake,
Sparks,
Cybotron,
the Slits,
The Blues Magoos,
Chris Corsano,
Negative Approach,
Intrusion,
Bobby Sherman,
Bootsy Collins,
New Age Steppers,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.