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 Australia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Soft Cell to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Peter and Kerry,
Deepchord,
K-Klass,
Bang On A Can,
Scion,
Lou Reed,
Mr. Review,
Malaria!,
The Slits,
Icehouse,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Toasters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lindisfarne,
The Golliwogs,
Con Funk Shun,
Faraquet,
Porter Ricks,
Blake Baxter,
Cecil Taylor,
The Velvet Underground,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Funky Four + One,
Black Pus,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Trumans Water,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nirvana,
Derrick May,
The Residents,
Arthur Verocai,
Minnie Riperton,
Rotary Connection,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cybotron,
Chrome,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Wolf Eyes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Stereo Dub,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pulsallama,
Wasted Youth,
Kas Product,
Graham Central Station,
Eli Mardock,
Yellowson,
Hashim,
The Associates,
Talk Talk,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
a-ha,
Blossom Toes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sixth Finger,
Electric Prunes,
Rod Modell,
Zero Boys,
Mo-Dettes,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Mojo Men,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.