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 Maldives and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
MDC,
Erasure,
Scratch Acid,
Jacques Brel,
Altered Images,
Con Funk Shun,
Rod Modell,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lucky Dragons,
Kas Product,
Morten Harket,
The Alarm Clocks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Zeros,
Sarah Menescal,
Dorothy Ashby,
PIL,
John Coltrane,
Lebanon Hanover,
Delta 5,
Gang Green,
Joy Division,
Basic Channel,
Hardrive,
Lalo Schifrin,
Johnny Osbourne,
Shuggie Otis,
Harpers Bizarre,
Angry Samoans,
Sun City Girls,
The Fall,
Essential Logic,
Aural Exciters,
The Golliwogs,
Fugazi,
The Names,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Buckinghams,
Donald Byrd,
Gil Scott Heron,
U.S. Maple,
The Modern Lovers,
Don Cherry,
Bill Wells,
Ultravox,
Dave Gahan,
Young Marble Giants,
Blancmange,
Ronan,
Wolf Eyes,
Das Ding,
Ponytail,
Main Source,
New Order,
Brick,
Bush Tetras,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.