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 Mexico and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 theremin 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 Tubeway Army to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Talk Talk,
F. McDonald,
Make Up,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pantytec,
Cluster,
Sister Nancy,
Fad Gadget,
MC5,
Pulsallama,
Fear,
Simply Red,
Gichy Dan,
X-Ray Spex,
Tres Demented,
Man Eating Sloth,
Masters at Work,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Crash Course in Science,
The Happenings,
Mark Hollis,
Q and Not U,
DJ Sneak,
Hardrive,
The Young Rascals,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Gun Club,
Robert Görl,
Radiopuhelimet,
Zapp,
Maleditus Sound,
JFA,
Wings,
The Seeds,
Desert Stars,
Nation of Ulysses,
Dennis Brown,
The Buckinghams,
Hashim,
Chris Corsano,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Offenders,
Audionom,
Todd Rundgren,
Grandmaster Flash,
John Holt,
Kenny Larkin,
New York Dolls,
Jandek,
Public Enemy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Joey Negro,
Jawbox,
Laurel Aitken,
Stetsasonic,
Saccharine Trust,
Gregory Isaacs,
Steve Hackett,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.