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 Senegal and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 John Coltrane 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Joey Negro,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Michelle Simonal,
The Invisible,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Franke,
Fugazi,
T.S.O.L.,
Lou Christie,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Evens,
Lyres,
Matthew Halsall,
Au Pairs,
Youth Brigade,
Bauhaus,
Rod Modell,
Nik Kershaw,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dennis Brown,
Newcleus,
Half Japanese,
AZ,
Ossler,
Khruangbin,
Crime,
Wire,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kevin Saunderson,
Little Man,
The Shadows of Knight,
Faust,
Colin Newman,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ralphi Rosario,
Darondo,
Crash Course in Science,
Barry Ungar,
The Modern Lovers,
Minutemen,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Blues Magoos,
The Fuzztones,
Neil Young,
Clear Light,
Rekid,
Cybotron,
Barbara Tucker,
Dave Gahan,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Banda Bassotti,
Groovy Waters,
Deadbeat,
Anakelly,
Patti Smith,
Roger Hodgson,
Country Teasers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pole,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.