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 Armenia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 U.S. Maple to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monks,
The Zeros,
Scientists,
Bad Manners,
Heaven 17,
Guru Guru,
Quadrant,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gerry Rafferty,
Dead Boys,
Barbara Tucker,
Althea and Donna,
Das Ding,
The Leaves,
Matthew Bourne,
Agitation Free,
Grauzone,
Wire,
Zero Boys,
Icehouse,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Marc Almond,
Main Source,
F. McDonald,
Mad Mike,
Electric Prunes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Warsaw,
Prince Buster,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Girls At Our Best!,
MDC,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lucky Dragons,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
kango's stein massive,
Funky Four + One,
Panda Bear,
Maurizio,
Ohio Players,
DJ Sneak,
Audionom,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Angry Samoans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Shuggie Otis,
Glenn Branca,
Peter and Kerry,
Marshall Jefferson,
Vladislav Delay,
OOIOO,
David Bowie,
La Düsseldorf,
Mission of Burma,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Derrick Morgan,
Swell Maps,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.