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 Afghanistan and from Beijing.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 sitar 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 Echospace to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
Bizarre Inc.,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Little Man,
Excepter,
The Beau Brummels,
Circle Jerks,
KRS-One,
Simply Red,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Arcadia,
Archie Shepp,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Section 25,
Roxette,
Chris Corsano,
Terrestrial Tones,
DJ Style,
Vladislav Delay,
Hot Snakes,
Magma,
Tears for Fears,
Erykah Badu,
Gong,
John Foxx,
Accadde A,
Ponytail,
The Blackbyrds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pole,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Maurizio,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Last Poets,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gang of Four,
Eddi Front,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Human League,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mr. Review,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Derrick May,
Stiv Bators,
Audionom,
Clear Light,
Country Joe & The Fish,
CMW,
Ludus,
Gichy Dan,
Nation of Ulysses,
Amon Düül II,
Alice Coltrane,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
F. McDonald,
Kevin Saunderson,
Wolf Eyes,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Monochrome Set,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.