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 Italy and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Philadelphia.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 T. Rex to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Chrome,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Gories,
Talk Talk,
Derrick May,
Amon Düül II,
Soft Cell,
The Knickerbockers,
Yusef Lateef,
Bauhaus,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Funky Four + One,
Sound Behaviour,
The Zeros,
Erasure,
Monolake,
The Birthday Party,
Godley & Creme,
The Trojans,
Half Japanese,
Delon & Dalcan,
Maurizio,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pulsallama,
R.M.O.,
Supertramp,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Depeche Mode,
Mad Mike,
Letta Mbulu,
Electric Prunes,
The Monochrome Set,
Mantronix,
Popol Vuh,
Gichy Dan,
Groovy Waters,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Arab on Radar,
Quantec,
Toni Rubio,
Fear,
David Bowie,
Aaron Thompson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ponytail,
Oneida,
AZ,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Amazonics,
Kas Product,
Quadrant,
Patti Smith,
Smog,
MDC,
JFA,
Quando Quango,
Sam Rivers,
The Slits,
F. McDonald,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yaz,
Dave Gahan,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.