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 Moldova and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 New Order to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angry Samoans 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
The Modern Lovers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mantronix,
The Cure,
Jerry's Kids,
Von Mondo,
Ultravox,
Rod Modell,
the Germs,
Groovy Waters,
The Electric Prunes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Matthew Halsall,
Bronski Beat,
Outsiders,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pere Ubu,
Clear Light,
Crime,
Deadbeat,
Angry Samoans,
Reagan Youth,
John Cale,
Aaron Thompson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Radio Birdman,
Whodini,
The Mojo Men,
Niagra,
Pagans,
Eric Dolphy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Harry Pussy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Skarface,
Dave Gahan,
B.T. Express,
DNA,
DJ Style,
Dark Day,
Can,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Fire Engines,
Robert Wyatt,
Ponytail,
Circle Jerks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bang On A Can,
Bill Near,
Moebius,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Chrome,
The Monks,
The Knickerbockers,
Isaac Hayes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.