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 Syria and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 808 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 Junior Murvin to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Susan Cadogan,
Roxette,
The Toasters,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Vogues,
the Normal,
The Neon Judgement,
the Human League,
The Smiths,
Josef K,
Suburban Knight,
Groovy Waters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Yaz,
The Sound,
Marc Almond,
Jerry's Kids,
These Immortal Souls,
the Slits,
Pet Shop Boys,
Silicon Teens,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jacques Brel,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bush Tetras,
Average White Band,
Lyres,
MC5,
Public Enemy,
The Move,
Tommy Roe,
Sound Behaviour,
The Dave Clark Five,
Can,
Lucky Dragons,
KRS-One,
Brass Construction,
New York Dolls,
Scott Walker,
Index,
Roy Ayers,
Soulsonic Force,
Leonard Cohen,
Shuggie Otis,
Moebius,
Whodini,
Fatback Band,
The Fall,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Mummies,
Flipper,
Ice-T,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Happenings,
Grauzone,
the Bar-Kays,
Pagans,
Gichy Dan,
Laurel Aitken,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.