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 Peru and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Roxy Music to the grime 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
DJ Sneak,
Joe Smooth,
kango's stein massive,
The Smoke,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Cybotron,
Das Ding,
New Age Steppers,
Matthew Halsall,
Neil Young,
Kayak,
David McCallum,
Icehouse,
Minutemen,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Leaves,
The Gun Club,
Roxy Music,
Reagan Youth,
Panda Bear,
X-102,
Darondo,
Ken Boothe,
Ronnie Foster,
Jacques Brel,
Ludus,
Accadde A,
T.S.O.L.,
The Techniques,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Wally Richardson,
Sister Nancy,
Barry Ungar,
The Saints,
The Fire Engines,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bang On A Can,
Crash Course in Science,
Rhythm & Sound,
Roxette,
The Trojans,
KRS-One,
Fluxion,
John Coltrane,
H. Thieme,
The Tremeloes,
The Standells,
Monolake,
Mo-Dettes,
Desert Stars,
Pet Shop Boys,
Crispian St. Peters,
Symarip,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fatback Band,
Soul II Soul,
Lindisfarne,
Khruangbin,
Scientists,
Rekid,
John Foxx,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.