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 Israel and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 theremin 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 Yaz to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Shoche,
Suicide,
Unrelated Segments,
Ultra Naté,
Tres Demented,
The Techniques,
the Normal,
Derrick May,
Wire,
Easy Going,
Robert Görl,
Pierre Henry,
Hasil Adkins,
Swans,
the Human League,
The Pop Group,
Mantronix,
Matthew Halsall,
EPMD,
Pylon,
The Gun Club,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bizarre Inc.,
Warren Ellis,
Marcia Griffiths,
Soul II Soul,
Talk Talk,
Kenny Larkin,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
New Age Steppers,
Silicon Teens,
Kaleidoscope,
Lower 48,
Massinfluence,
Faraquet,
PIL,
Flamin' Groovies,
Dawn Penn,
Pagans,
Man Eating Sloth,
10cc,
Eve St. Jones,
Aaron Thompson,
Patti Smith,
Cymande,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Electric Prunes,
The Busters,
Eric B and Rakim,
Suburban Knight,
Girls At Our Best!,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Absolute Body Control,
Roger Hodgson,
Wasted Youth,
Roxette,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.