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 South Sudan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 Gabor Szabo to the techno 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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Cameo,
Kool Moe Dee,
Hardrive,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rakim,
Erasure,
Depeche Mode,
Dual Sessions,
Aaron Thompson,
Youth Brigade,
Thompson Twins,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Cluster,
Groovy Waters,
The Shadows of Knight,
Susan Cadogan,
Fluxion,
Black Moon,
X-101,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lou Christie,
The Evens,
Crispy Ambulance,
Tres Demented,
Amazonics,
Talk Talk,
Soul II Soul,
Average White Band,
Matthew Halsall,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
John Lydon,
Technova,
Flamin' Groovies,
Theoretical Girls,
Audionom,
Althea and Donna,
Laurel Aitken,
K-Klass,
Marine Girls,
The Cure,
Funky Four + One,
The Fugs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Slave,
June Days,
The Angels of Light,
Echospace,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Aswad,
Section 25,
The Modern Lovers,
Amon Düül,
Freddie Wadling,
Idris Muhammad,
The Cowsills,
The Five Americans,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Urselle,
Slick Rick,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lebanon Hanover,
Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano.
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.