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 Russia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Residents to the techno 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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Traffic Nightmare,
Altered Images,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nik Kershaw,
Cameo,
Procol Harum,
Fad Gadget,
OOIOO,
Bobby Womack,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Average White Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Howard Jones,
Minor Threat,
The Monochrome Set,
Terry Callier,
Juan Atkins,
Liliput,
Pharoah Sanders,
Wings,
Massinfluence,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pantytec,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Camouflage,
Malaria!,
Kas Product,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
World's Most,
H. Thieme,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Icehouse,
Joy Division,
Ultravox,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
CMW,
Clear Light,
Deakin,
Magazine,
Monolake,
E-Dancer,
The Happenings,
Gang of Four,
The Associates,
U.S. Maple,
Maurizio,
The Beau Brummels,
The Move,
Thompson Twins,
Supertramp,
Drexciya,
Scrapy,
Lower 48,
Y Pants,
Rapeman,
Mad Mike,
The Smoke,
The Star Department,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Buzzcocks,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.