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 Malta and from Sao Paulo.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Alphaville to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Liliput,
Theoretical Girls,
Juan Atkins,
the Soft Cell,
Rufus Thomas,
Roger Hodgson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Robert Görl,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Pretty Things,
The Black Dice,
Gong,
The Barracudas,
Faraquet,
Dennis Brown,
Al Stewart,
Khruangbin,
The Tremeloes,
Bill Near,
R.M.O.,
China Crisis,
Lyres,
MC5,
The Detroit Cobras,
Tubeway Army,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Birthday Party,
The Divine Comedy,
Average White Band,
The Music Machine,
Kayak,
Quando Quango,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Circle Jerks,
Jeff Lynne,
Moby Grape,
Livin' Joy,
LL Cool J,
Tres Demented,
Throbbing Gristle,
Minor Threat,
The Moleskins,
The Names,
Skarface,
The Golliwogs,
Malaria!,
Slick Rick,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Martian,
Young Marble Giants,
Dark Day,
Reagan Youth,
Gastr Del Sol,
DNA,
Inner City,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Niagra,
Half Japanese,
Gregory Isaacs,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.