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 Sudan and from Salvador.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 theremin 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 Skaos to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Angels of Light,
The Buckinghams,
Juan Atkins,
Banda Bassotti,
New Age Steppers,
Unrelated Segments,
The Walker Brothers,
Newcleus,
D'Angelo,
Joy Division,
Barrington Levy,
Moss Icon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Outsiders,
Quando Quango,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Derrick Morgan,
Subhumans,
Sparks,
Slick Rick,
Slave,
Lalo Schifrin,
Surgeon,
Unwound,
Kerri Chandler,
Albert Ayler,
Scratch Acid,
New York Dolls,
Fela Kuti,
Scientists,
The Barracudas,
Zero Boys,
Urselle,
Moebius,
The Sisters of Mercy,
K-Klass,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Technova,
The Gories,
The Birthday Party,
Anthony Braxton,
Johnny Clarke,
The Cowsills,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sandy B,
T.S.O.L.,
Robert Görl,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eve St. Jones,
Drexciya,
Alphaville,
June of 44,
Roxette,
Blancmange,
Massinfluence,
Dave Gahan,
The Seeds,
Fluxion,
Lee Hazlewood,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.