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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Lagos.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the disco 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Connie Case,
Harmonia,
Chrome,
Minny Pops,
The Monochrome Set,
Joy Division,
Lalann,
Boz Scaggs,
FM Einheit,
The Detroit Cobras,
Absolute Body Control,
Quando Quango,
Iggy Pop,
The Zeros,
Steve Hackett,
Intrusion,
The Beau Brummels,
Idris Muhammad,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Funky Four + One,
Rhythm & Sound,
Drexciya,
Yellowson,
Severed Heads,
Scrapy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tubeway Army,
One Last Wish,
Sonic Youth,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
X-Ray Spex,
Black Moon,
Agent Orange,
The Tremeloes,
ABBA,
Dave Gahan,
John Lydon,
Peter & Gordon,
Aaron Thompson,
Eric Dolphy,
Roy Ayers,
Glenn Branca,
Malaria!,
cv313,
Lucky Dragons,
Clear Light,
DJ Style,
Cluster,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lakeside,
Todd Terry,
Funkadelic,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Durutti Column,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tom Boy,
PIL,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eric Copeland,
Procol Harum,
Darondo,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.