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 Qatar and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 sitar 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 Kenny Larkin to the rock 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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Motions,
CMW,
Marc Almond,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Michelle Simonal,
Hasil Adkins,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Monks,
Little Man,
Babytalk,
June of 44,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Organ,
The Mummies,
The Gun Club,
Popol Vuh,
Soft Machine,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Monochrome Set,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bobby Byrd,
Tears for Fears,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Raincoats,
The Red Krayola,
The Alarm Clocks,
Minny Pops,
Matthew Bourne,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Marvin Gaye,
The Fortunes,
The Index,
The Human League,
Nico,
The Divine Comedy,
kango's stein massive,
Kurtis Blow,
Ronan,
the Slits,
Inner City,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Matthew Halsall,
Prince Buster,
The Modern Lovers,
Motorama,
Vladislav Delay,
Brand Nubian,
Loose Ends,
Morten Harket,
Sixth Finger,
X-Ray Spex,
Main Source,
Crooked Eye,
The Young Rascals,
Echospace,
Dave Gahan,
H. Thieme,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.