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 Hungary and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 This Heat to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Harry Pussy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Qualms,
The Cramps,
Kool Moe Dee,
Buzzcocks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Danielle Patucci,
Aural Exciters,
Gang Green,
Erykah Badu,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Liliput,
Tomorrow,
Steve Hackett,
Interpol,
Moebius,
ABC,
Rotary Connection,
The Zeros,
UT,
Visage,
The Index,
Stiv Bators,
The Invisible,
Delon & Dalcan,
Matthew Bourne,
The Cure,
Eric Copeland,
Alton Ellis,
Kurtis Blow,
Skarface,
kango's stein massive,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Depeche Mode,
The Monochrome Set,
The Smoke,
Reagan Youth,
Mars,
the Association,
Technova,
Aloha Tigers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Seeds,
Siglo XX,
Duran Duran,
Skriet,
Josef K,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wasted Youth,
Icehouse,
E-Dancer,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Saints,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eve St. Jones,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sister Nancy,
Robert Hood,
Chris Corsano,
Rakim,
The Remains,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.