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 Finland and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 chamberlin 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 B.T. Express to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rotary Connection,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Mary Jane Girls,
Average White Band,
Boredoms,
Tears for Fears,
The Music Machine,
The Smiths,
the Association,
Mars,
Donald Byrd,
Rites of Spring,
Arab on Radar,
Excepter,
Can,
Gang of Four,
Los Fastidios,
48th St. Collective,
Peter & Gordon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soulsonic Force,
Cymande,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Harry Pussy,
Moebius,
The Black Dice,
Aaron Thompson,
Mo-Dettes,
Stereo Dub,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Thompson Twins,
Gong,
The Monks,
Godley & Creme,
The Human League,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Piero Umiliani,
Marshall Jefferson,
Blake Baxter,
Quadrant,
The Remains,
This Heat,
T.S.O.L.,
The Selecter,
Yellowson,
Jacques Brel,
Jandek,
In Retrospect,
Joy Division,
Fear,
Sight & Sound,
Joyce Sims,
Simply Red,
Robert Hood,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Barracudas,
Talk Talk,
Sandy B,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.