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 Oman and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Kayak to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Dave Gahan,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sex Pistols,
Grandmaster Flash,
John Foxx,
Country Teasers,
Derrick May,
Silicon Teens,
Qualms,
Adolescents,
Moby Grape,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Chris & Cosey,
Technova,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Main Source,
Minny Pops,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The American Breed,
Erasure,
Sarah Menescal,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Todd Terry,
The Divine Comedy,
Robert Hood,
Deakin,
Japan,
The Kinks,
Warren Ellis,
Harmonia,
Agent Orange,
The Young Rascals,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sixth Finger,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Last Poets,
La Düsseldorf,
In Retrospect,
Throbbing Gristle,
Liliput,
Duran Duran,
Jacques Brel,
cv313,
Scott Walker,
Maleditus Sound,
Make Up,
Tomorrow,
The Grass Roots,
Moebius,
Can,
Laurel Aitken,
The Count Five,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Misunderstood,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pole,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.