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 Korea North and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Kool Moe Dee to the electroclash 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 The Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Sneak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Judy Mowatt,
Sister Nancy,
The Move,
Piero Umiliani,
Massinfluence,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Moody Blues,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Panda Bear,
Magma,
Chrome,
Alison Limerick,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rapeman,
Radio Birdman,
the Normal,
Chris & Cosey,
World's Most,
Stetsasonic,
Magazine,
Jeru the Damaja,
DJ Style,
Ultra Naté,
Camberwell Now,
Supertramp,
Flipper,
Circle Jerks,
Altered Images,
Soft Cell,
Ohio Players,
Joe Finger,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Soulsonic Force,
Lyres,
Q65,
Peter & Gordon,
Jeff Lynne,
Girls At Our Best!,
Procol Harum,
La Düsseldorf,
Aural Exciters,
Spandau Ballet,
The Dave Clark Five,
Steve Hackett,
Prince Buster,
Nik Kershaw,
Gong,
Soul II Soul,
Drive Like Jehu,
Delta 5,
The Misunderstood,
Rhythm & Sound,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Cowsills,
Ice-T,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Dead C,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.