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 Maldives and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the 808 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 Deakin to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Byron Stingily,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Maleditus Sound,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ultra Naté,
The Smoke,
Brothers Johnson,
Stockholm Monsters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tears for Fears,
the Swans,
Theoretical Girls,
The Happenings,
AZ,
Shuggie Otis,
The Evens,
Drexciya,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Guru Guru,
Surgeon,
Roger Hodgson,
Tom Boy,
Siglo XX,
Wally Richardson,
In Retrospect,
Amon Düül II,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Vogues,
Public Enemy,
Rhythm & Sound,
David McCallum,
Soul Sonic Force,
Darondo,
The Star Department,
FM Einheit,
Matthew Halsall,
Index,
Sun City Girls,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Count Five,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Music Machine,
The Barracudas,
Robert Wyatt,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Infiniti,
Reuben Wilson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Scientists,
Quantec,
UT,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Mo-Dettes,
The Durutti Column,
Neil Young,
Severed Heads,
DJ Sneak,
Absolute Body Control,
Goldenarms,
The Red Krayola,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.