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 Guatemala and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 marimba 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 Dawn Penn to the rap 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 the Sonics. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ten City,
Dark Day,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sunsets and Hearts,
John Foxx,
Amazonics,
Derrick Morgan,
Spandau Ballet,
Matthew Halsall,
Lightning Bolt,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Arthur Verocai,
Marc Almond,
The Motions,
Josef K,
The Trojans,
Quantec,
Subhumans,
Deepchord,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Remains,
Neil Young,
Scrapy,
Unrelated Segments,
Aswad,
Rotary Connection,
Godley & Creme,
JFA,
Kerri Chandler,
The Divine Comedy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
E-Dancer,
Das Ding,
Von Mondo,
Depeche Mode,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Robert Hood,
Scan 7,
Maleditus Sound,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pussy Galore,
Isaac Hayes,
Gil Scott Heron,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Young Rascals,
Amon Düül,
Scientists,
New Order,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Television Personalities,
FM Einheit,
Todd Rundgren,
Glenn Branca,
The Golliwogs,
Eurythmics,
Audionom,
Wings,
Stetsasonic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
K-Klass,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.