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 Romania and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Royal Family And The Poor 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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Skaos,
Yazoo,
The Offenders,
Donny Hathaway,
Skarface,
Todd Rundgren,
Banda Bassotti,
The Remains,
AZ,
The Cowsills,
Young Marble Giants,
Arcadia,
The Five Americans,
June Days,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scott Walker,
Eddi Front,
Black Sheep,
Terrestrial Tones,
Marmalade,
The Buckinghams,
Cecil Taylor,
Grauzone,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sandy B,
Faraquet,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pussy Galore,
MDC,
Sällskapet,
The Pop Group,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Residents,
the Germs,
Archie Shepp,
Spoonie Gee,
Stiv Bators,
The Golliwogs,
Underground Resistance,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Saints,
Silicon Teens,
Nas,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kaleidoscope,
Sarah Menescal,
Metal Thangz,
Whodini,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Sonics,
T. Rex,
Bobby Sherman,
The Gories,
Surgeon,
The Walker Brothers,
Ossler,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Maleditus Sound,
The Martian,
CMW,
Chris Corsano,
The Angels of Light,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.