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 Jordan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Bologna and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the rap 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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Marvin Gaye,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Slits,
Schoolly D,
The Tremeloes,
Dawn Penn,
Blossom Toes,
a-ha,
Ossler,
Scratch Acid,
Amon Düül,
JFA,
These Immortal Souls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Desert Stars,
The Busters,
Porter Ricks,
Brand Nubian,
Lou Reed,
Television Personalities,
The Cosmic Jokers,
L. Decosne,
Talk Talk,
Mad Mike,
Morten Harket,
Warsaw,
Hardrive,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dave Gahan,
Jerry's Kids,
Unrelated Segments,
K-Klass,
Zapp,
Joensuu 1685,
The Happenings,
The Fuzztones,
Panda Bear,
Eddi Front,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Erykah Badu,
ABBA,
Charles Mingus,
Aaron Thompson,
Pharoah Sanders,
Average White Band,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cluster,
Eric Dolphy,
Matthew Bourne,
Harpers Bizarre,
Erasure,
The Last Poets,
Con Funk Shun,
kango's stein massive,
Echospace,
Guru Guru,
Skarface,
Grandmaster Flash,
Icehouse,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.