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 Uruguay and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Young Marble Giants to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
Alton Ellis,
Dennis Brown,
Eddi Front,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Association,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
DJ Style,
Anthony Braxton,
The Sonics,
The Slits,
New Order,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Gun Club,
Kayak,
Chrome,
Cymande,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
kango's stein massive,
Echospace,
Hoover,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lower 48,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eric B and Rakim,
La Düsseldorf,
The Knickerbockers,
Interpol,
Mr. Review,
Roger Hodgson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Steve Hackett,
Godley & Creme,
Little Man,
The Skatalites,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Remains,
The Selecter,
Shoche,
Circle Jerks,
Avey Tare,
T.S.O.L.,
Flash Fearless,
The Zeros,
Magazine,
Harmonia,
Sällskapet,
Soul II Soul,
The Blues Magoos,
The Alarm Clocks,
Piero Umiliani,
The Modern Lovers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Human League,
Heaven 17,
This Heat,
Aswad,
Can,
Guru Guru,
Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B.
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.