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 Denmark and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 New Order to the disco 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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
John Foxx,
A Certain Ratio,
Sonic Youth,
Audionom,
Easy Going,
Kurtis Blow,
Fatback Band,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Dennis Brown,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Chrome,
The Real Kids,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Morten Harket,
Unwound,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Donald Byrd,
Yusef Lateef,
EPMD,
ABC,
Big Daddy Kane,
Al Stewart,
Roxy Music,
a-ha,
Model 500,
Mark Hollis,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Joey Negro,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dual Sessions,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Fire Engines,
Black Moon,
Severed Heads,
Robert Görl,
The Music Machine,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Yazoo,
Khruangbin,
X-101,
Thompson Twins,
Derrick May,
Skaos,
Cheater Slicks,
Neu!,
Crime,
Cameo,
The Offenders,
Danielle Patucci,
Minor Threat,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Television,
Girls At Our Best!,
Mo-Dettes,
Index,
Crash Course in Science,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Roxette,
The Birthday Party,
Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones.
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.