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 Uzbekistan and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Kayak to the rock 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
La Düsseldorf,
In Retrospect,
Index,
Lucky Dragons,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Slits,
The Associates,
Curtis Mayfield,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sound Behaviour,
Cluster,
Sun City Girls,
Camouflage,
Kerri Chandler,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Porter Ricks,
Eddi Front,
Public Enemy,
Cabaret Voltaire,
the Association,
DNA,
CMW,
Sam Rivers,
Man Parrish,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Grey Daturas,
Glambeats Corp.,
The J.B.'s,
Josef K,
Vainqueur,
Boredoms,
Henry Cow,
Oblivians,
ABBA,
Pussy Galore,
Delta 5,
Alphaville,
Jacques Brel,
These Immortal Souls,
Rod Modell,
Ken Boothe,
Y Pants,
David Bowie,
Kayak,
Supertramp,
Letta Mbulu,
Swell Maps,
The Human League,
The Velvet Underground,
Matthew Halsall,
10cc,
Bootsy Collins,
Wally Richardson,
The Electric Prunes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lalann,
Zapp,
The Fugs,
The Martian,
Negative Approach,
Lyres,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.