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 Bulgaria and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 marimba 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 Sight & Sound to the crunk 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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
Alphaville,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Invisible,
Whodini,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Litter,
Marvin Gaye,
PIL,
Hardrive,
Barrington Levy,
the Soft Cell,
Rosa Yemen,
Crooked Eye,
The Moleskins,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Skriet,
The Buckinghams,
Blancmange,
Bush Tetras,
Ronnie Foster,
Newcleus,
Warsaw,
The Monochrome Set,
Jeff Mills,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Modern Lovers,
Monolake,
The Doors,
Excepter,
Maurizio,
The Cure,
Drexciya,
Barclay James Harvest,
The American Breed,
Eric Dolphy,
The Stooges,
Sonny Sharrock,
Dave Gahan,
kango's stein massive,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
X-Ray Spex,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Thompson Twins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Aural Exciters,
Inner City,
Tropical Tobacco,
Graham Central Station,
Eric B and Rakim,
X-102,
U.S. Maple,
Aloha Tigers,
Skarface,
Deadbeat,
Drive Like Jehu,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Los Fastidios,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.