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 Uzbekistan and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 snare 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 Nils Olav to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scrapy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Arab on Radar,
Sixth Finger,
China Crisis,
OOIOO,
Junior Murvin,
Con Funk Shun,
Television Personalities,
The Monochrome Set,
Minny Pops,
the Human League,
Josef K,
Thompson Twins,
Symarip,
The Doobie Brothers,
Das Ding,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bobby Sherman,
AZ,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Idris Muhammad,
Oneida,
Chrome,
Lightning Bolt,
Massinfluence,
MDC,
Fluxion,
Lou Reed,
Angry Samoans,
DJ Style,
Ronnie Foster,
Lalann,
Michelle Simonal,
Robert Görl,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Arthur Verocai,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Fugs,
Moss Icon,
A Certain Ratio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
kango's stein massive,
Jacques Brel,
The Pretty Things,
The Neon Judgement,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Skatalites,
Country Teasers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Loose Ends,
Qualms,
The Fall,
Pet Shop Boys,
Freddie Wadling,
LL Cool J,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Basic Channel,
John Lydon,
Scan 7,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.