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 Kiribati and from Manchester.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin 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 Das Ding to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Skriet,
Babytalk,
Saccharine Trust,
Neil Young,
Flash Fearless,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Monolake,
Peter and Kerry,
Khruangbin,
Jerry's Kids,
Pantaleimon,
Amazonics,
Bizarre Inc.,
Moby Grape,
Eden Ahbez,
The Raincoats,
Judy Mowatt,
Tom Boy,
The Wake,
Tommy Roe,
Steve Hackett,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Patti Smith,
Graham Central Station,
Von Mondo,
Agent Orange,
Cluster,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Agitation Free,
Eric Dolphy,
Loose Ends,
Urselle,
Mr. Review,
Quadrant,
Soul Sonic Force,
a-ha,
CMW,
Surgeon,
Ultra Naté,
A Certain Ratio,
Maleditus Sound,
Faust,
Mantronix,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Red Krayola,
Procol Harum,
The Real Kids,
the Bar-Kays,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Aswad,
Gichy Dan,
Joy Division,
Depeche Mode,
Man Parrish,
Avey Tare,
Lucky Dragons,
Mo-Dettes,
Skaos,
Interpol,
Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!.
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.