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 Ireland and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bologna.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 A Certain Ratio to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Camberwell Now,
Brass Construction,
The Slits,
Zapp,
kango's stein massive,
Jeff Lynne,
Stiv Bators,
Au Pairs,
Skaos,
Mission of Burma,
DJ Sneak,
Supertramp,
Joe Smooth,
The Dirtbombs,
Talk Talk,
Brothers Johnson,
B.T. Express,
Eyeless In Gaza,
June of 44,
Motorama,
Isaac Hayes,
Ronan,
Pierre Henry,
Lightning Bolt,
Bluetip,
Electric Prunes,
Absolute Body Control,
The Gap Band,
The Cure,
Jacob Miller,
The Standells,
Thompson Twins,
Barbara Tucker,
Mary Jane Girls,
Dawn Penn,
KRS-One,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ponytail,
Tom Boy,
MC5,
The Monks,
Ultravox,
The Count Five,
Neu!,
Marvin Gaye,
The Selecter,
Skarface,
Grey Daturas,
FM Einheit,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
JFA,
The Human League,
The Five Americans,
Saccharine Trust,
Fugazi,
Delon & Dalcan,
John Holt,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Easy Going,
Moebius,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.