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 Mauritius and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Swans 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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Cabaret Voltaire,
CMW,
Lee Hazlewood,
Animal Collective,
Newcleus,
Lucky Dragons,
Slave,
Maleditus Sound,
EPMD,
Juan Atkins,
Dual Sessions,
Thee Headcoats,
R.M.O.,
Flash Fearless,
The Smiths,
Sonic Youth,
The Tremeloes,
Bizarre Inc.,
Mark Hollis,
Make Up,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lungfish,
Nik Kershaw,
Colin Newman,
8 Eyed Spy,
David Bowie,
Bobby Sherman,
Bootsy Collins,
Lou Reed,
Kool Moe Dee,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eddi Front,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eric B and Rakim,
Heaven 17,
A Certain Ratio,
The Litter,
Theoretical Girls,
the Bar-Kays,
Wire,
The Mummies,
LL Cool J,
Matthew Bourne,
Bob Dylan,
Ronnie Foster,
Wally Richardson,
Godley & Creme,
Dawn Penn,
Idris Muhammad,
Delon & Dalcan,
Porter Ricks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Agent Orange,
Skriet,
Oblivians,
Anakelly,
KRS-One,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Skaos,
Kevin Saunderson,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.