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 Chad 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Lakeside to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Groovy Waters,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Saccharine Trust,
Robert Wyatt,
Lou Christie,
The Mummies,
Grandmaster Flash,
Crime,
Brass Construction,
Siglo XX,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Neon Judgement,
The Residents,
Basic Channel,
K-Klass,
Barry Ungar,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Masters at Work,
ABC,
Skaos,
Idris Muhammad,
Moss Icon,
Public Image Ltd.,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Reuben Wilson,
The Techniques,
Cybotron,
Nico,
Ludus,
Lindisfarne,
Michelle Simonal,
Slick Rick,
Pussy Galore,
Lucky Dragons,
U.S. Maple,
Public Enemy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Cure,
kango's stein massive,
Judy Mowatt,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kerrie Biddell,
New Order,
Main Source,
Max Romeo,
The Divine Comedy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Joy Division,
The Victims,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Scratch Acid,
Johnny Osbourne,
Tears for Fears,
Urselle,
Depeche Mode,
Kevin Saunderson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.