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 Manila.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Radio Birdman,
Rakim,
Lucky Dragons,
Niagra,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Whodini,
Aswad,
Erykah Badu,
Quadrant,
Mandrill,
Reagan Youth,
Slick Rick,
Eric Copeland,
Swans,
Freddie Wadling,
Sonic Youth,
L. Decosne,
Jandek,
Vainqueur,
The Seeds,
Pharoah Sanders,
Minny Pops,
The Skatalites,
The Star Department,
Gabor Szabo,
Ludus,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Darondo,
Hoover,
Schoolly D,
Funky Four + One,
Yazoo,
Slave,
The Durutti Column,
Ronan,
Camberwell Now,
Radiohead,
Althea and Donna,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Neil Young,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rekid,
Pere Ubu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bauhaus,
Tim Buckley,
MC5,
Avey Tare,
Henry Cow,
FM Einheit,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rapeman,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Eric B and Rakim,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mars,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Kinks,
The Leaves,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.