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 Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Deepchord to the dance 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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Second Layer,
Procol Harum,
Bronski Beat,
La Düsseldorf,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Joy Division,
Man Parrish,
Marc Almond,
Bush Tetras,
Nation of Ulysses,
Boogie Down Productions,
Matthew Halsall,
Moby Grape,
Pulsallama,
Desert Stars,
Symarip,
Qualms,
Harmonia,
Main Source,
Cal Tjader,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
D'Angelo,
Kaleidoscope,
Chris Corsano,
Shuggie Otis,
Rites of Spring,
Bauhaus,
Intrusion,
Davy DMX,
The Sonics,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dennis Brown,
Bill Wells,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Moebius,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Junior Murvin,
Erykah Badu,
Minor Threat,
Derrick Morgan,
Pere Ubu,
The Evens,
Mars,
Siglo XX,
the Bar-Kays,
Surgeon,
Soft Cell,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Motorama,
Anakelly,
Archie Shepp,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Buckinghams,
Livin' Joy,
Inner City,
Black Sheep,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
JFA,
Tom Boy,
Organ,
Fad Gadget,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.