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 Mexico and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 synthesizer 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 Alphaville to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Archie Shepp,
Hasil Adkins,
X-102,
Max Romeo,
June Days,
New Age Steppers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Litter,
Patti Smith,
Althea and Donna,
Tubeway Army,
Big Daddy Kane,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Young Rascals,
Fluxion,
Ronnie Foster,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Warsaw,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pussy Galore,
Kayak,
8 Eyed Spy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Heaven 17,
Supertramp,
The Misunderstood,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ossler,
MDC,
The J.B.'s,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Letta Mbulu,
Gang of Four,
Main Source,
Can,
Al Stewart,
Freddie Wadling,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lakeside,
The Human League,
Fela Kuti,
Swans,
Todd Rundgren,
Sugar Minott,
Gong,
Shoche,
The Birthday Party,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Brick,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Clear Light,
Cecil Taylor,
The Divine Comedy,
Monolake,
Theoretical Girls,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Danielle Patucci,
Kurtis Blow,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Model 500,
Jandek,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.