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 Ecuador and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Tremeloes to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All Oppenheimer Analysis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Max Romeo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sandy B,
The Martian,
FM Einheit,
Dark Day,
The Smoke,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ultravox,
The Divine Comedy,
The Litter,
Brick,
AZ,
Excepter,
Jesper Dahlback,
Negative Approach,
Lou Reed,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sun City Girls,
Sonic Youth,
the Fania All-Stars,
Television Personalities,
Peter & Gordon,
Derrick Morgan,
James White and The Blacks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Malaria!,
Blancmange,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Music Machine,
Kurtis Blow,
The Durutti Column,
The Doors,
kango's stein massive,
Sixth Finger,
LL Cool J,
Khruangbin,
Robert Wyatt,
Charles Mingus,
Junior Murvin,
Vladislav Delay,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sound Behaviour,
Thee Headcoats,
Second Layer,
Average White Band,
Drexciya,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Schoolly D,
Michelle Simonal,
Adolescents,
Black Pus,
Neil Young,
X-101,
L. Decosne,
Donny Hathaway,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.