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 Estonia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jeff Mills to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tropical Tobacco,
Model 500,
Guru Guru,
Moebius,
Jesper Dahlback,
Suicide,
Ohio Players,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Delon & Dalcan,
Man Eating Sloth,
Wings,
Magma,
John Lydon,
David Bowie,
Warsaw,
Black Sheep,
The Martian,
Trumans Water,
Los Fastidios,
Stockholm Monsters,
Cameo,
Q and Not U,
Tim Buckley,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Smiths,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Radiohead,
Matthew Halsall,
Average White Band,
Fad Gadget,
The Detroit Cobras,
Arcadia,
Marcia Griffiths,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Cure,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Moody Blues,
Monks,
Basic Channel,
The Remains,
Masters at Work,
Bill Near,
Chris & Cosey,
Yusef Lateef,
PIL,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tom Boy,
Tomorrow,
Animal Collective,
The Velvet Underground,
A Certain Ratio,
Gang Starr,
Soul II Soul,
Funky Four + One,
Sound Behaviour,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.