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 Romania and from Tehran.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Hong Kong.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Interpol 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 Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Derrick Morgan,
The United States of America,
Piero Umiliani,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Procol Harum,
Talk Talk,
Bauhaus,
Alice Coltrane,
The Doors,
Gang of Four,
Pharoah Sanders,
This Heat,
Audionom,
The Raincoats,
Amon Düül II,
Agitation Free,
World's Most,
Barbara Tucker,
Pagans,
Jesper Dahlback,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
LL Cool J,
D'Angelo,
EPMD,
Flipper,
Tom Boy,
Cybotron,
Dennis Brown,
The Happenings,
Grey Daturas,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Panda Bear,
Tres Demented,
Hoover,
Kayak,
Kaleidoscope,
Khruangbin,
H. Thieme,
Joey Negro,
Mary Jane Girls,
Model 500,
DJ Style,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Essential Logic,
The Remains,
Oblivians,
Slick Rick,
Terry Callier,
Public Enemy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cluster,
Amon Düül,
The Buckinghams,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Martian,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.