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 Sri Lanka and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Dorothy Ashby to the techno 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly 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 synthesizer and a linndrum 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 rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
Joe Finger,
Warren Ellis,
Ralphi Rosario,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Trojans,
The Sonics,
Joey Negro,
The Human League,
The Birthday Party,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ronnie Foster,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Angels of Light,
Gang Green,
Eric Copeland,
Leonard Cohen,
Iggy Pop,
The Count Five,
The Divine Comedy,
Nick Fraelich,
Rotary Connection,
Lucky Dragons,
Derrick Morgan,
the Soft Cell,
Grandmaster Flash,
Shoche,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Index,
The Velvet Underground,
Camberwell Now,
Cheater Slicks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
DJ Style,
The Raincoats,
Thee Headcoats,
Andrew Hill,
Zero Boys,
Shuggie Otis,
Ice-T,
Janne Schatter,
Circle Jerks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Boredoms,
Stiv Bators,
Section 25,
Yaz,
Quando Quango,
New Age Steppers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Radiopuhelimet,
John Foxx,
Silicon Teens,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jawbox,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Magazine,
Moebius,
James White and The Blacks,
Bronski Beat,
T.S.O.L.,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.