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 Swaziland and from Calgary.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Fad Gadget to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Byron Stingily,
Moebius,
Dave Gahan,
Althea and Donna,
Amon Düül II,
Connie Case,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Selecter,
Nation of Ulysses,
Moss Icon,
Kerri Chandler,
ABBA,
Crime,
Neu!,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pharoah Sanders,
Letta Mbulu,
Basic Channel,
Mission of Burma,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Arthur Verocai,
Marine Girls,
Saccharine Trust,
Half Japanese,
Inner City,
Avey Tare,
Schoolly D,
Jandek,
Rites of Spring,
Rufus Thomas,
Adolescents,
Lucky Dragons,
Robert Hood,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Count Five,
Spoonie Gee,
Depeche Mode,
Soul II Soul,
Ponytail,
The Invisible,
Wolf Eyes,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sun Ra,
Gang Green,
DJ Sneak,
Barrington Levy,
Soulsonic Force,
The Remains,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
K-Klass,
Gong,
Nirvana,
The Pop Group,
Fluxion,
Flipper,
Susan Cadogan,
Little Man,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Essential Logic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Offenders,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.