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 Qatar and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Madrid.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Throbbing Gristle to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
The Smiths,
8 Eyed Spy,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Tomorrow,
Todd Rundgren,
the Normal,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rosa Yemen,
The Cure,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Derrick Morgan,
Simply Red,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Infiniti,
Archie Shepp,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Schoolly D,
Lindisfarne,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Nick Fraelich,
Lalann,
The Golliwogs,
Godley & Creme,
New Age Steppers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Erasure,
FM Einheit,
Hardrive,
Can,
Thompson Twins,
Moebius,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fugazi,
Arcadia,
Tears for Fears,
The Gladiators,
Monolake,
Lalo Schifrin,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ralphi Rosario,
Nation of Ulysses,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Junior Murvin,
Alphaville,
X-Ray Spex,
The Vogues,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Susan Cadogan,
Stetsasonic,
Shuggie Otis,
Albert Ayler,
Mad Mike,
Delta 5,
Matthew Bourne,
This Heat,
Slave,
Kool Moe Dee,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eddi Front,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.