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 Philippines and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Index 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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Icehouse,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nils Olav,
Blake Baxter,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scientists,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lucky Dragons,
Black Moon,
Vainqueur,
Amon Düül II,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Whodini,
Nick Fraelich,
Susan Cadogan,
Pere Ubu,
Half Japanese,
Popol Vuh,
Althea and Donna,
Stockholm Monsters,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Dawn Penn,
Scrapy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joe Smooth,
Howard Jones,
T. Rex,
Erasure,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Black Flag,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Names,
The Evens,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Young Marble Giants,
The Victims,
John Foxx,
Terry Callier,
David Axelrod,
a-ha,
The Pop Group,
The Move,
Quadrant,
E-Dancer,
Pylon,
Average White Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lakeside,
Lindisfarne,
cv313,
Al Stewart,
Iggy Pop,
Quantec,
Buzzcocks,
Country Teasers,
Swell Maps,
Suicide,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.