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 Bahrain and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Royal Trux to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar 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 theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
T. Rex,
Anakelly,
Sparks,
kango's stein massive,
The Saints,
The Moleskins,
Skriet,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Neon Judgement,
Derrick May,
Dave Gahan,
Zapp,
Funky Four + One,
Angry Samoans,
Deadbeat,
Mo-Dettes,
Godley & Creme,
The Tremeloes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Scientists,
LL Cool J,
Scott Walker,
The Searchers,
Magma,
The Mummies,
Barrington Levy,
The Residents,
Piero Umiliani,
Mandrill,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rotary Connection,
Crash Course in Science,
Grauzone,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Radiopuhelimet,
Flash Fearless,
Ituana,
Sällskapet,
The Monochrome Set,
R.M.O.,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pagans,
The Dirtbombs,
Lalo Schifrin,
Popol Vuh,
the Slits,
Symarip,
Wire,
Ultravox,
Soft Cell,
Bush Tetras,
Anthony Braxton,
Cecil Taylor,
Sound Behaviour,
The Blues Magoos,
Rufus Thomas,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lower 48,
The Selecter,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.