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 Portugal and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Basic Channel to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Searchers. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fort Wilson Riot,
Angry Samoans,
Kas Product,
Quando Quango,
Toni Rubio,
the Sonics,
Susan Cadogan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Japan,
Lower 48,
The Dirtbombs,
The Saints,
Kurtis Blow,
Circle Jerks,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Happenings,
The Vogues,
Dark Day,
Ituana,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Spandau Ballet,
Loose Ends,
The Gladiators,
Negative Approach,
The Buckinghams,
Masters at Work,
Jandek,
Derrick Morgan,
Roger Hodgson,
The Divine Comedy,
Skarface,
Hoover,
Boredoms,
Barrington Levy,
Skaos,
The Human League,
Rhythm & Sound,
This Heat,
Sound Behaviour,
Archie Shepp,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bill Wells,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Smoke,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Godley & Creme,
MDC,
Ronnie Foster,
Howard Jones,
Brick,
Cluster,
The Golliwogs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Moby Grape,
Marvin Gaye,
The Selecter,
La Düsseldorf,
Gichy Dan,
Davy DMX,
Bill Near,
Hashim,
Alton Ellis,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.