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 Dominica and from Beijing.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin 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 Quadrant to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Camberwell Now,
Avey Tare,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Model 500,
Jawbox,
the Normal,
Quando Quango,
Khruangbin,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Japan,
Tubeway Army,
The United States of America,
The Fortunes,
Reagan Youth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Amazonics,
Con Funk Shun,
Rotary Connection,
Gang of Four,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Television Personalities,
Mark Hollis,
E-Dancer,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Mummies,
Negative Approach,
Animal Collective,
Bang On A Can,
Black Sheep,
10cc,
Visage,
Popol Vuh,
The Flesh Eaters,
Duran Duran,
Technova,
R.M.O.,
The Smiths,
Oneida,
Ponytail,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
China Crisis,
The Buckinghams,
the Association,
Brand Nubian,
Magma,
Loose Ends,
Roxette,
Mo-Dettes,
Talk Talk,
Bauhaus,
Fela Kuti,
Bill Near,
Easy Going,
The Move,
Matthew Bourne,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Marc Almond,
T.S.O.L.,
Lucky Dragons,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.