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 Vietnam and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Japan to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Peter & Gordon,
Rites of Spring,
Glenn Branca,
The Moleskins,
Quadrant,
Charles Mingus,
Franke,
Audionom,
Gil Scott Heron,
Laurel Aitken,
Japan,
The Gladiators,
Ultra Naté,
Kas Product,
Delta 5,
Minny Pops,
Derrick May,
Goldenarms,
The Shadows of Knight,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Au Pairs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Neil Young,
Roger Hodgson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Tropical Tobacco,
Slave,
Deakin,
Eve St. Jones,
Lakeside,
DJ Sneak,
Tubeway Army,
Duran Duran,
The Toasters,
Lindisfarne,
Bob Dylan,
Unrelated Segments,
Curtis Mayfield,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Fat Boys,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sixth Finger,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
John Coltrane,
Electric Prunes,
T. Rex,
The Fire Engines,
Brand Nubian,
Chris Corsano,
Scion,
Vainqueur,
Qualms,
Cal Tjader,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Walker Brothers,
Archie Shepp,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.