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 Bangladesh and from Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Soul Sonic Force to the techno 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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Stereo Dub,
The Standells,
Arab on Radar,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Unwound,
The Offenders,
Hasil Adkins,
Excepter,
Sällskapet,
U.S. Maple,
Sight & Sound,
China Crisis,
Andrew Hill,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Boredoms,
the Human League,
Lindisfarne,
Moss Icon,
Grey Daturas,
A Certain Ratio,
Los Fastidios,
Shoche,
Little Man,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kool Moe Dee,
Peter & Gordon,
Brass Construction,
Rhythm & Sound,
KRS-One,
FM Einheit,
The Human League,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Gories,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tim Buckley,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Brothers Johnson,
AZ,
June Days,
Niagra,
MC5,
a-ha,
Minny Pops,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Detroit Cobras,
Amazonics,
Faraquet,
Oneida,
Rakim,
The Fortunes,
Camberwell Now,
The Remains,
The Birthday Party,
John Foxx,
Jacques Brel,
Eddi Front,
The Tremeloes,
Tom Boy,
The Modern Lovers,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.