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 London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Shanghai.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ronan to the crunk 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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Section 25,
Whodini,
Liliput,
Marmalade,
Scientists,
Pierre Henry,
Lindisfarne,
In Retrospect,
Bill Wells,
Khruangbin,
The Seeds,
Swans,
Bush Tetras,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Durutti Column,
The J.B.'s,
Nik Kershaw,
Morten Harket,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
AZ,
JFA,
The Doors,
Second Layer,
Sparks,
X-101,
Matthew Halsall,
David McCallum,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Sound,
Slave,
The Gladiators,
Gong,
Radiohead,
The Fall,
The Pop Group,
Quantec,
Gang Green,
Chrome,
The Evens,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Make Up,
Ronan,
Ludus,
Blake Baxter,
The Black Dice,
Stereo Dub,
Can,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Laurel Aitken,
Ultravox,
Barbara Tucker,
Boredoms,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Zeros,
Goldenarms,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Basic Channel,
Crooked Eye,
Desert Stars,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joensuu 1685,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.