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 Libya and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Talk Talk to the funk 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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Barry Ungar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bill Near,
Porter Ricks,
The Black Dice,
Todd Rundgren,
Cecil Taylor,
Isaac Hayes,
Mo-Dettes,
The Gun Club,
John Cale,
John Coltrane,
Smog,
MC5,
Tomorrow,
Pierre Henry,
a-ha,
Minny Pops,
the Soft Cell,
Glambeats Corp.,
Don Cherry,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Essential Logic,
The Stooges,
Thee Headcoats,
AZ,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Unrelated Segments,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rites of Spring,
Deakin,
Boogie Down Productions,
Glenn Branca,
The Associates,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Skarface,
Eurythmics,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ice-T,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nation of Ulysses,
Steve Hackett,
Jacques Brel,
Godley & Creme,
Average White Band,
New York Dolls,
The Residents,
Ten City,
Moss Icon,
Flipper,
The United States of America,
The Zeros,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Depeche Mode,
Fat Boys,
Camberwell Now,
Big Daddy Kane,
Hardrive,
Matthew Bourne,
The Move,
Mark Hollis,
Make Up,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.