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 Paraguay and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Mo-Dettes,
Procol Harum,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sixth Finger,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Black Pus,
Rekid,
Oneida,
Wolf Eyes,
AZ,
Boredoms,
Guru Guru,
Tim Buckley,
Eli Mardock,
Grandmaster Flash,
A Certain Ratio,
The Motions,
Eric Dolphy,
Ponytail,
The Names,
Gregory Isaacs,
Patti Smith,
Absolute Body Control,
The Modern Lovers,
Talk Talk,
Oblivians,
The Angels of Light,
Wasted Youth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Symarip,
John Cale,
Dual Sessions,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Grass Roots,
Glenn Branca,
Public Image Ltd.,
Icehouse,
Lightning Bolt,
Nas,
Janne Schatter,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Trumans Water,
OOIOO,
Radiopuhelimet,
Byron Stingily,
Theoretical Girls,
Kas Product,
Bill Wells,
Thompson Twins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Reuben Wilson,
Deadbeat,
Mandrill,
Bronski Beat,
Qualms,
Tommy Roe,
Von Mondo,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.