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 Macedonia and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 mellotron 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 Soul II Soul to the electroclash 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Outsiders,
Bauhaus,
Darondo,
Bobby Byrd,
Mark Hollis,
Pantytec,
Public Enemy,
Kurtis Blow,
Fear,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Arcadia,
The Fall,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gang Gang Dance,
Underground Resistance,
Joey Negro,
Susan Cadogan,
Graham Central Station,
The Dead C,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Stereo Dub,
Quadrant,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scott Walker,
Todd Terry,
Throbbing Gristle,
Flipper,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Don Cherry,
Gichy Dan,
The Evens,
H. Thieme,
Sonny Sharrock,
Iggy Pop,
The Dave Clark Five,
X-101,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Make Up,
Fatback Band,
Tommy Roe,
Gregory Isaacs,
Danielle Patucci,
Henry Cow,
The Trojans,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ronan,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kevin Saunderson,
Altered Images,
Black Moon,
Eden Ahbez,
Pierre Henry,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sixth Finger,
Drexciya,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Mojo Men,
Peter and Kerry,
Stiv Bators,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.