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 New Zealand and from Mexico City.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 oboe 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 FM Einheit to the dance 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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Clear Light,
Roxette,
Tim Buckley,
Radiopuhelimet,
Johnny Osbourne,
Underground Resistance,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Terrestrial Tones,
EPMD,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jandek,
Young Marble Giants,
Jeru the Damaja,
Andrew Hill,
Rapeman,
Los Fastidios,
The Gories,
Nick Fraelich,
The Raincoats,
Oneida,
Ralphi Rosario,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Darondo,
Soul II Soul,
Echospace,
Section 25,
The Angels of Light,
Newcleus,
Anthony Braxton,
Infiniti,
The Count Five,
The New Christs,
Tomorrow,
Letta Mbulu,
Black Sheep,
Joyce Sims,
The Human League,
K-Klass,
The Dead C,
Gang Green,
Lee Hazlewood,
Aural Exciters,
Chris & Cosey,
These Immortal Souls,
Peter and Kerry,
Todd Terry,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Monochrome Set,
Hoover,
The Residents,
Delon & Dalcan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Steve Hackett,
B.T. Express,
Cluster,
Ultimate Spinach,
Y Pants,
The Misunderstood,
Piero Umiliani,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Slick Rick,
China Crisis,
Agent Orange,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.