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 Lebanon and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 funk 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Brick,
Tubeway Army,
Kool Moe Dee,
Panda Bear,
The Techniques,
Camberwell Now,
Motorama,
Swans,
Icehouse,
Kas Product,
Tears for Fears,
Magazine,
Tropical Tobacco,
Deakin,
Marine Girls,
Agitation Free,
Harry Pussy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mo-Dettes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Trumans Water,
Sparks,
Rod Modell,
New Order,
Frankie Knuckles,
Mark Hollis,
Altered Images,
The Stooges,
Quantec,
Lakeside,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Oneida,
Ralphi Rosario,
E-Dancer,
The J.B.'s,
The Cure,
CMW,
Quadrant,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nils Olav,
John Cale,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pere Ubu,
Glenn Branca,
LL Cool J,
The Remains,
The Angels of Light,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pantytec,
The Vogues,
Joey Negro,
Chris & Cosey,
Susan Cadogan,
Janne Schatter,
Bluetip,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Human League,
Kenny Larkin,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.