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 Belize and from London.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and New York.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Accadde A,
Kayak,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Minny Pops,
Blancmange,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Peter & Gordon,
Albert Ayler,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soul Sonic Force,
Easy Going,
Mo-Dettes,
Magma,
Black Pus,
MDC,
Idris Muhammad,
The New Christs,
The Dirtbombs,
Todd Terry,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Warsaw,
Circle Jerks,
Amazonics,
Joyce Sims,
Metal Thangz,
Rufus Thomas,
Moss Icon,
Depeche Mode,
Icehouse,
The Blues Magoos,
The American Breed,
Dawn Penn,
Glambeats Corp.,
Marmalade,
Rites of Spring,
Jerry's Kids,
The Blackbyrds,
The Cosmic Jokers,
ABBA,
Groovy Waters,
Sonic Youth,
Eurythmics,
Severed Heads,
Heaven 17,
Bobby Womack,
Wasted Youth,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Howard Jones,
Saccharine Trust,
Gabor Szabo,
Man Eating Sloth,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Soft Machine,
48th St. Collective,
Moby Grape,
Thompson Twins,
Ken Boothe,
Desert Stars,
Mr. Review,
Altered Images,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.