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 Norway and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Stereo Dub to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Young Marble Giants,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Joensuu 1685,
Robert Görl,
Traffic Nightmare,
OOIOO,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Radiohead,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ronan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
LL Cool J,
Freddie Wadling,
Josef K,
Livin' Joy,
Iggy Pop,
The Offenders,
Agitation Free,
Agent Orange,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Y Pants,
Deakin,
Bootsy Collins,
Hashim,
Pussy Galore,
Au Pairs,
the Human League,
Jacob Miller,
Derrick Morgan,
Bobby Womack,
Hardrive,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pierre Henry,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bang On A Can,
Peter & Gordon,
Ronnie Foster,
Minny Pops,
Byron Stingily,
Mr. Review,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mars,
Soul Sonic Force,
Half Japanese,
Dark Day,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Derrick May,
the Normal,
James White and The Blacks,
Suburban Knight,
Minor Threat,
Country Teasers,
Donald Byrd,
Delta 5,
Jeru the Damaja,
Scrapy,
Blancmange,
Boogie Down Productions,
Faraquet,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.