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 San Marino and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 808 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 Zeros to the rock 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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
The Leaves,
The Last Poets,
Los Fastidios,
New Age Steppers,
Unrelated Segments,
Skaos,
Delon & Dalcan,
Cybotron,
Swans,
Isaac Hayes,
Eve St. Jones,
Bronski Beat,
The Evens,
The Mojo Men,
Jacob Miller,
Ossler,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rosa Yemen,
Marmalade,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
One Last Wish,
Quadrant,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Roger Hodgson,
Procol Harum,
Stockholm Monsters,
Grandmaster Flash,
Desert Stars,
Minny Pops,
Don Cherry,
Bill Near,
Accadde A,
Charles Mingus,
Skriet,
ABC,
Whodini,
Sugar Minott,
Deadbeat,
Qualms,
Echospace,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Robert Görl,
Radiopuhelimet,
UT,
10cc,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Aural Exciters,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kevin Saunderson,
Grauzone,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Shuggie Otis,
Pierre Henry,
Alton Ellis,
Big Daddy Kane,
MDC,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.