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 Morocco and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Cairo.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar 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 Can to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Outsiders,
Gregory Isaacs,
David McCallum,
Whodini,
Althea and Donna,
Patti Smith,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Aural Exciters,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Q65,
Von Mondo,
the Slits,
Stiv Bators,
The Dirtbombs,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Mojo Men,
Graham Central Station,
Scion,
Eurythmics,
Bad Manners,
Grauzone,
Ken Boothe,
Spoonie Gee,
Alison Limerick,
Pharoah Sanders,
Maurizio,
Kenny Larkin,
The United States of America,
Das Ding,
Roy Ayers,
The Divine Comedy,
Magma,
Los Fastidios,
Nils Olav,
The Beau Brummels,
Deepchord,
Black Bananas,
Average White Band,
Sonic Youth,
Moss Icon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Saccharine Trust,
Bobby Womack,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Matthew Bourne,
Ponytail,
Icehouse,
Alphaville,
Oblivians,
Mandrill,
DJ Style,
Groovy Waters,
T.S.O.L.,
Morten Harket,
In Retrospect,
Silicon Teens,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Germs,
Sugar Minott,
Pagans,
The Vogues,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.