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 Egypt and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 John Foxx to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Donny Hathaway,
Wolf Eyes,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Vogues,
10cc,
Bill Wells,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rakim,
Terry Callier,
Stockholm Monsters,
kango's stein massive,
Pantytec,
John Lydon,
KRS-One,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Essential Logic,
Magazine,
Faraquet,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
the Slits,
The Invisible,
Leonard Cohen,
The Sound,
Jeff Lynne,
Jacques Brel,
Andrew Hill,
The Selecter,
Ken Boothe,
Kool Moe Dee,
Man Parrish,
Saccharine Trust,
Hashim,
Moss Icon,
Junior Murvin,
Lakeside,
Josef K,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jimmy McGriff,
Anakelly,
Peter and Kerry,
Fear,
Gregory Isaacs,
Hot Snakes,
Motorama,
Chrome,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sex Pistols,
The Durutti Column,
Franke,
The Raincoats,
Animal Collective,
Country Teasers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jeru the Damaja,
Thompson Twins,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.