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 Mauritius and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Half Japanese 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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
Colin Newman,
Sister Nancy,
Unwound,
The Music Machine,
Darondo,
Sight & Sound,
Soulsonic Force,
Ludus,
Au Pairs,
Tropical Tobacco,
Godley & Creme,
The Divine Comedy,
Amon Düül II,
Derrick May,
Aural Exciters,
The Neon Judgement,
Andrew Hill,
The New Christs,
Can,
New York Dolls,
Tears for Fears,
The Buckinghams,
Patti Smith,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Pop Group,
The J.B.'s,
Public Image Ltd.,
Laurel Aitken,
Subhumans,
Youth Brigade,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Fear,
Nils Olav,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Happenings,
Wings,
cv313,
Dead Boys,
Accadde A,
L. Decosne,
Dennis Brown,
Inner City,
Outsiders,
Eric Copeland,
Black Pus,
June of 44,
Blake Baxter,
David McCallum,
Thee Headcoats,
Stereo Dub,
Dawn Penn,
Warren Ellis,
Talk Talk,
Oblivians,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Negative Approach,
The Human League,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
John Holt,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.