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 Bremen.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Salvador.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
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 Be Bop Deluxe to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All T. Rex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Essential Logic,
The Gladiators,
Kerrie Biddell,
Spoonie Gee,
AZ,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Roxette,
The Saints,
Deepchord,
Cybotron,
ABBA,
Animal Collective,
Rosa Yemen,
Marine Girls,
The Velvet Underground,
Groovy Waters,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pharoah Sanders,
Hardrive,
Skarface,
Robert Görl,
Johnny Clarke,
Jerry's Kids,
Ludus,
Gang of Four,
Funkadelic,
Jacob Miller,
Au Pairs,
Tomorrow,
CMW,
Dave Gahan,
La Düsseldorf,
Tears for Fears,
The Moody Blues,
Ponytail,
Eden Ahbez,
Judy Mowatt,
The Leaves,
Grauzone,
The Blackbyrds,
The Birthday Party,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Wire,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Buckinghams,
Echospace,
the Normal,
The Stooges,
Los Fastidios,
Saccharine Trust,
Jeff Mills,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Erykah Badu,
Girls At Our Best!,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Surgeon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Peter & Gordon,
Nas,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Thompson Twins,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.