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 Botswana and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Litter to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All H. Thieme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Nik Kershaw,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Cramps,
The Index,
Soul Sonic Force,
Iggy Pop,
X-101,
Rosa Yemen,
Quantec,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Aaron Thompson,
Goldenarms,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rotary Connection,
Neil Young,
Oneida,
Ronan,
The Seeds,
Lindisfarne,
Mantronix,
Barclay James Harvest,
Wally Richardson,
Mission of Burma,
MC5,
Echospace,
Arthur Verocai,
The Real Kids,
Ice-T,
Ludus,
Gang Green,
Nation of Ulysses,
Smog,
Duran Duran,
Kurtis Blow,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
L. Decosne,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eddi Front,
Scratch Acid,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jacques Brel,
Monks,
Steve Hackett,
The Misunderstood,
Scion,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pere Ubu,
David Bowie,
Model 500,
Banda Bassotti,
Unwound,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Byron Stingily,
Bobby Sherman,
Depeche Mode,
Von Mondo,
The Happenings,
In Retrospect,
Eric Dolphy,
Black Sheep,
Make Up,
Surgeon,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.