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 Tonga and from Hong Kong.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 harpsichord 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 Alton Ellis to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Freddie Wadling,
Moss Icon,
Con Funk Shun,
The Walker Brothers,
Kenny Larkin,
Bob Dylan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Cure,
Faust,
Flash Fearless,
Bauhaus,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Adolescents,
Pere Ubu,
Cluster,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
James White and The Blacks,
Black Flag,
Todd Rundgren,
Quando Quango,
Sparks,
Black Sheep,
The Evens,
The Cowsills,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Amon Düül II,
Susan Cadogan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Heaven 17,
Goldenarms,
Janne Schatter,
Tears for Fears,
FM Einheit,
Kaleidoscope,
Lee Hazlewood,
Blossom Toes,
Josef K,
Minor Threat,
Joe Smooth,
Lower 48,
Eve St. Jones,
Joe Finger,
the Human League,
Soulsonic Force,
Ronnie Foster,
Metal Thangz,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kool Moe Dee,
Moby Grape,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Skatalites,
Spoonie Gee,
Negative Approach,
Japan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mo-Dettes,
Television Personalities,
Joensuu 1685,
Marc Almond,
F. McDonald,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.