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 Eritrea and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 EPMD to the dance 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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Monolake,
Kas Product,
Talk Talk,
Chris Corsano,
Boredoms,
Flash Fearless,
The Cramps,
Joy Division,
Pierre Henry,
Brick,
EPMD,
James White and The Blacks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Graham Central Station,
Yaz,
Morten Harket,
Tubeway Army,
Eric Copeland,
Cecil Taylor,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Last Poets,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Moody Blues,
The Monks,
Peter and Kerry,
Reagan Youth,
Avey Tare,
Fat Boys,
Toni Rubio,
The Five Americans,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Barclay James Harvest,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
La Düsseldorf,
The Pop Group,
Sandy B,
Janne Schatter,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Gories,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jawbox,
Negative Approach,
Brothers Johnson,
Neil Young,
Pole,
Crispian St. Peters,
Blake Baxter,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Intrusion,
Severed Heads,
Eric Dolphy,
The Gap Band,
Warsaw,
Cameo,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Anakelly,
JFA,
The Walker Brothers,
Freddie Wadling,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.