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 Mauritius and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 Tokyo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Raincoats to the rap 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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
The Cure,
The Leaves,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Warren Ellis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
June of 44,
Howard Jones,
Sex Pistols,
Funkadelic,
Schoolly D,
Oblivians,
Blancmange,
10cc,
Cymande,
The Cosmic Jokers,
New Age Steppers,
Danielle Patucci,
Sight & Sound,
Gil Scott Heron,
Yellowson,
The Fire Engines,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Roxette,
Ronnie Foster,
Outsiders,
Gang Starr,
One Last Wish,
Minny Pops,
Quadrant,
Mo-Dettes,
A Certain Ratio,
Stockholm Monsters,
Half Japanese,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rufus Thomas,
The Blackbyrds,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Section 25,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bang On A Can,
Eli Mardock,
Moss Icon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Guru Guru,
David Axelrod,
Magma,
Quantec,
The Offenders,
Minnie Riperton,
New Order,
The Monochrome Set,
Gong,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tears for Fears,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.