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 Ireland and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 guitar 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 Q65 to the techno 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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Tubeway Army,
Harry Pussy,
The Associates,
Jacob Miller,
Aural Exciters,
Graham Central Station,
One Last Wish,
Dark Day,
Scan 7,
Guru Guru,
Dual Sessions,
Royal Trux,
The Birthday Party,
Matthew Halsall,
Absolute Body Control,
Lyres,
Ice-T,
Ossler,
Donny Hathaway,
Avey Tare,
The Smoke,
The Flesh Eaters,
Brothers Johnson,
Carl Craig,
Roxy Music,
The Motions,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Man Parrish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Minny Pops,
These Immortal Souls,
Talk Talk,
Ralphi Rosario,
Spoonie Gee,
Bauhaus,
Yaz,
Girls At Our Best!,
Niagra,
Yusef Lateef,
Stereo Dub,
Buzzcocks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Zapp,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Sound,
Grauzone,
Scratch Acid,
Prince Buster,
New York Dolls,
The Knickerbockers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Throbbing Gristle,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Matthew Bourne,
Andrew Hill,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.