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 Monaco and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu 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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Ralphi Rosario,
Faraquet,
Bill Wells,
Rakim,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Quantec,
DJ Style,
Supertramp,
The Electric Prunes,
Quadrant,
Sugar Minott,
World's Most,
Bootsy Collins,
Soulsonic Force,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Detroit Cobras,
Warsaw,
Cluster,
Glenn Branca,
Graham Central Station,
Tres Demented,
Section 25,
Max Romeo,
New York Dolls,
Can,
In Retrospect,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Cowsills,
Anthony Braxton,
Fluxion,
Con Funk Shun,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Hot Snakes,
Bluetip,
Henry Cow,
Crime,
Joy Division,
Moebius,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Roger Hodgson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
James White and The Blacks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Wake,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Adolescents,
One Last Wish,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The J.B.'s,
Schoolly D,
Newcleus,
ABC,
The Five Americans,
Grey Daturas,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.