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 Ecuador and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 La Düsseldorf to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Todd Rundgren,
Camberwell Now,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bauhaus,
Kaleidoscope,
The Doors,
Das Ding,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kerri Chandler,
Dave Gahan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Gladiators,
kango's stein massive,
K-Klass,
Maleditus Sound,
Scan 7,
R.M.O.,
Magazine,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Goldenarms,
Television Personalities,
Radiohead,
David McCallum,
Joyce Sims,
Loose Ends,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Radio Birdman,
DNA,
Angry Samoans,
The Durutti Column,
Pulsallama,
Maurizio,
Arthur Verocai,
A Certain Ratio,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sarah Menescal,
Tropical Tobacco,
Q and Not U,
the Human League,
Thompson Twins,
Warren Ellis,
Cheater Slicks,
Barbara Tucker,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Can,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jawbox,
Intrusion,
CMW,
cv313,
Rites of Spring,
Severed Heads,
Visage,
The Standells,
Marc Almond,
Pantytec,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.