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 Cape Verde and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 the Swans to the electroclash 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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Lucky Dragons,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Talk Talk,
Japan,
Stetsasonic,
Funkadelic,
Infiniti,
Babytalk,
Popol Vuh,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Sonics,
The Selecter,
Franke,
MDC,
Gil Scott Heron,
X-Ray Spex,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ronnie Foster,
Donald Byrd,
June Days,
Scott Walker,
Brass Construction,
Avey Tare,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Harpers Bizarre,
Hoover,
Davy DMX,
Pulsallama,
Easy Going,
Chris & Cosey,
F. McDonald,
The Wake,
Gang Gang Dance,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
UT,
Subhumans,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Flash Fearless,
Goldenarms,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rites of Spring,
the Fania All-Stars,
FM Einheit,
Skarface,
The Gories,
Kenny Larkin,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Yaz,
The Mighty Diamonds,
David Axelrod,
Matthew Bourne,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Inner City,
Spoonie Gee,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Darondo,
T. Rex,
Alton Ellis,
Eric B and Rakim,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.