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 Spain and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Sao Paulo.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Slits to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum 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 theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Sun Ra,
Angry Samoans,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Patti Smith,
Niagra,
Sällskapet,
Slick Rick,
Roxy Music,
The Human League,
Glambeats Corp.,
AZ,
Susan Cadogan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Half Japanese,
Bobby Sherman,
Peter & Gordon,
June of 44,
F. McDonald,
the Swans,
Marine Girls,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Brass Construction,
Prince Buster,
Brick,
ABC,
Blancmange,
Janne Schatter,
Q and Not U,
Gang Starr,
Warren Ellis,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Television Personalities,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Masters at Work,
Con Funk Shun,
Hardrive,
Lebanon Hanover,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fortunes,
Davy DMX,
The Detroit Cobras,
Crooked Eye,
MC5,
PIL,
Au Pairs,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Franke,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Music Machine,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Qualms,
A Certain Ratio,
Eurythmics,
Bill Near,
Morten Harket,
Slave,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.