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 Bahamas and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Matthew Halsall 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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Inner City,
Davy DMX,
Icehouse,
Arthur Verocai,
June Days,
David Axelrod,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Real Kids,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Fluxion,
Sugar Minott,
Pet Shop Boys,
Glenn Branca,
The Skatalites,
David McCallum,
Radiohead,
Rakim,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
June of 44,
Man Parrish,
Gang of Four,
Bush Tetras,
The Zeros,
Tubeway Army,
The Invisible,
Chris & Cosey,
Bob Dylan,
Urselle,
Moebius,
Infiniti,
Amazonics,
Sixth Finger,
Iggy Pop,
The Saints,
Y Pants,
Neu!,
A Certain Ratio,
Pylon,
The Offenders,
Minny Pops,
The Evens,
Grauzone,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Arcadia,
The Electric Prunes,
Excepter,
ABBA,
Gabor Szabo,
Erasure,
Section 25,
Maurizio,
Nas,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ultravox,
Model 500,
Rites of Spring,
Lungfish,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.