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 Laos 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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Stiv Bators to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Traffic Nightmare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Warren Ellis,
Deepchord,
The Mummies,
Tres Demented,
Parry Music,
Lou Reed,
The Neon Judgement,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mr. Review,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Echospace,
Vladislav Delay,
Dual Sessions,
The Gap Band,
Electric Prunes,
Little Man,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Selecter,
Yazoo,
Rod Modell,
The Cramps,
Pulsallama,
Stockholm Monsters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Donny Hathaway,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Crime,
The Victims,
The Pretty Things,
Half Japanese,
Underground Resistance,
The Alarm Clocks,
Maleditus Sound,
Audionom,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Buckinghams,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cameo,
John Coltrane,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ten City,
Amon Düül II,
Boredoms,
Scrapy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Flash Fearless,
Tom Boy,
Cabaret Voltaire,
the Sonics,
Symarip,
Sällskapet,
Hot Snakes,
cv313,
Black Flag,
Gabor Szabo,
Sound Behaviour,
La Düsseldorf,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.