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 Netherlands and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mexico City.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
X-102,
Ponytail,
Sound Behaviour,
Yusef Lateef,
Eric B and Rakim,
Aural Exciters,
Mantronix,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Trojans,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bobby Byrd,
Juan Atkins,
Black Sheep,
The Neon Judgement,
The Durutti Column,
ABBA,
Derrick May,
Michelle Simonal,
Duran Duran,
Swans,
Soft Machine,
Camberwell Now,
Kenny Larkin,
the Soft Cell,
AZ,
The Smiths,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Spoonie Gee,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Index,
The Gories,
Anthony Braxton,
Anakelly,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wings,
Erasure,
the Human League,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Young Rascals,
Negative Approach,
Byron Stingily,
Erykah Badu,
Glenn Branca,
Vladislav Delay,
Sight & Sound,
Fluxion,
Pere Ubu,
The Fuzztones,
Carl Craig,
Chris & Cosey,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Roy Ayers,
Audionom,
Faust,
Buzzcocks,
Public Enemy,
Gang Green,
Rotary Connection,
Minnie Riperton,
Smog,
Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange.
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.