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 Thailand and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 clarinet 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 Dave Gahan to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
X-Ray Spex,
Average White Band,
Urselle,
Eric Dolphy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Fall,
Vladislav Delay,
The Stooges,
Suburban Knight,
Jeff Mills,
The Gun Club,
The Doors,
Leonard Cohen,
Danielle Patucci,
Thompson Twins,
Ohio Players,
Nils Olav,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
D'Angelo,
Nik Kershaw,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jesper Dahlback,
Warren Ellis,
The Tremeloes,
Y Pants,
Warsaw,
Theoretical Girls,
Symarip,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eurythmics,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Smoke,
JFA,
This Heat,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Litter,
Zapp,
Dead Boys,
kango's stein massive,
Royal Trux,
Lower 48,
T. Rex,
Can,
June Days,
Cecil Taylor,
Rosa Yemen,
Hoover,
John Foxx,
Clear Light,
Animal Collective,
Scientists,
Wings,
Anthony Braxton,
Mandrill,
FM Einheit,
David Axelrod,
Reuben Wilson,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.