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 Singapore and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 harpsichord 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 The Electric Prunes to the rock 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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a PIL record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
The Dave Clark Five,
Negative Approach,
Tommy Roe,
Au Pairs,
Magma,
Alice Coltrane,
Toni Rubio,
Joy Division,
Lou Reed,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kaleidoscope,
FM Einheit,
Tim Buckley,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
10cc,
MC5,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Gladiators,
The Gun Club,
Fatback Band,
The Count Five,
Ossler,
Brothers Johnson,
Radio Birdman,
Brass Construction,
Eric Dolphy,
the Germs,
Talk Talk,
The Happenings,
Harpers Bizarre,
Faust,
The Black Dice,
Television,
Basic Channel,
Lyres,
The Tremeloes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Big Daddy Kane,
Unwound,
Soft Machine,
Gong,
Symarip,
Fluxion,
Sun City Girls,
Y Pants,
Reagan Youth,
Sam Rivers,
Aural Exciters,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Real Kids,
Robert Hood,
Gabor Szabo,
Buzzcocks,
Sixth Finger,
Panda Bear,
Eli Mardock,
Pantytec,
The Index,
The Martian,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.